Snippet #1743859

I don’t know what to think. I can only stare to the front of me, my eyes watered as I became more claustrophobic, it seems the doctors in this place are less remorseful than me. My arms are bonded together, the jacket they have me in is striking every last nerve I thought I had. I clench my teeth in anger, and start to breath heavily, I feel as if I’m about to explode, like my eye sockets are bul…

I came back to reality at the sound of a window being smashed from the inside. It was a loud, high pitched piercing sound, and I was shocked, startled even… But to my luck, the nurse that was patrolling me rushed out of the room, grabbing her first aid kit, she stumbled out of my cart. I stood in silence for only a mere few seconds before I was interrupted.

“You pussy, what the fuck are you doing? Sitting here while everyone else has all the fun? I don’t think so… Get your lazy ass off that chair and get the fuck out of here!”

“Joh…” I break myself of in mid sentence. I know that if I’m heard, the nurses will come back and Ill have no chance of getting out of here. I only glare at him, he smiles and gestures towards a scalpel. I have no idea how I’m supposed to get it, I can barely stand up as it is. But I manage, I prop myself up, both feet placed firmly on the ground and I begin to trudge towards the table. I make sure my footsteps are unheard, and that I’m unseen. The table has few items on it, a plastic cup of water, a plastic fork and a scalpel, it’s obvious what one I picked. I used my teeth to grasp the handel of it, making sure not to slice my mouth open... Never running with scissors? Try never running with a scalpel in your mouth while held back by a straight jacket.

At this moment, I’m overly happy, this is my chance to get away from this shit hole. To be free. I head towards the end of my cart, going in the opposite direction that the nurse had headed. I reach the back entrance and force the door open. The train they put us on was obviously a one way ticket to hell, everything was rusted and I’m surprised we even got this far.

The door creaks as I open it, I’m careful and slow and if there hadn’t been such an uproar from whatever retard had smashed that window, I would have still been sitting in that tacky, busted up chair… Only minutes ago I had been starving, I was so hungry I wasn’t sure If I would event make it to the end of the train, but now I’m fine. I don’t feel hungry, I don’t feel full. But I obviously haven’t been eating properly, I must have lost a few pounds because sliding through the narrow gap between the wall and the door was much easier than I thought…

I planted both feet on the ground and took a deep breath, I felt a crooked smile come a across my face, I’ve won for now. Maybe if I’m lucky a patient died when jumping from the window, maybe a shard pierced his neck and sliced his jugular? That would buy me a good ten or twenty minutes.

“Good job skank, maybe your not so bad after all”…

Why does he follow me…. Can’t he just learn to leave me alone… I turn to slap him, I try to wind my hand back but realize that I fucking can't! This jacket wont let me do anything, I feel so pathetic... But it's to late to slap his bitch-ass face because I now realize he’s gone. All I see now is the dark ash that falls from the sky, and an empty town facing me.

This is going to be fun.