The Padded Rooms

"My life is a pit, a bottomless, dark, swirling pit. I dont know who i am anymore. She torments me, she comes in at night and talks to me, about my life. I cant take it....Kill me" The man looked up, his face was guant. "Kill me, i dont want to live anymore. Not with her...NOT WITH HER!" He sprang from his corner, death in his eyes, and lunged for my throat...

The Asylum was always run down. Since 1950 it had been shut down. But something is stirring in its depths. A dark soul, a tortured mind. A ghost with a vendetta. As head of the paranormal research team, Danielle Reaver and her squad have to identify what it is that is making the mad house go bump during the night. Or will she be captured as so many others have before.


2. The Brief

My workplace was far from normal. There were five of us altogether, and they were like family. I set my bag down at my desk, and sat starting to boot up my computer, just as Izzie rounded the corner of my desk, she had just celebrated her twentieth, with flourescent hair, always styled spikey and short, and the face of a pixie she was like my sister. "Sup Deeee," and she had a knack of being very annoying,"Do anything last night?" she cooed, then nudged my arm,"Or anyone?" she winked.

I sighed, "No, I did not, I sat, with my two month old kitten and watched Buffy," I said, logging into my account. Izzie's nose wrinkled, "You're no fun," she skipped of my desk, and back to hers. I shook my head, going into my emails. I had one unopened. I opened it (duh) and read quickly, it was a brief of the Asylum. Over seventy years old, history of violent patients, was closed in nineteen-fity-two because of the inefficiency of the cured patients, and the amount of doctors lives that were taken. I felt a pressence behind me,"Hey Cole," I turned in my chair to face the bulkiest of our group. Hensen Z Cole. Hell knows what the Z stood for. He was bulked with muscles, and had light brown skin, and was constantly grinning. "How's it going, darlin'? You still sleeping alone?" I clenched my eyes shut in an attempt to not punch him in his man area. 

"What is it with you people and commenting on my social life? God, can i not have a seconds peace?" I breathed, exasperated, as he leaned in close, with a straight face. Then cracked a grin, and replied,"Nope, so deal with it hunny," He turned to walk away, saying,"Come on, Josh is waiting for us in the brief room," he whistled as he walked. I put my head in my hands. I needed a vacation. A long. Vacation.


The brief room was basically a table at the back of our garage, where we talked about our plan, and ordered takeout. I sat next to Cole, with Izzie to my left. Next to her was Liz, our driver, she had the luckiest job, all she had to do was sit in the van and read comics until we came back. Lucky bitch. And last but not least, Josh. Our team leader. Or so he liked to think. In honesty, he's a nice guy...when you get past the billion layers of utter asswhole. And no I'm not being bitter just because we were going out with eachother once, for like one year, big deal. He started talking, I zoned out for a bit,"Okay guys, standard search, and recon, no nonsense, just get the information we need then pack up home, got it?" We all nodded, and went to get our gear on. I wore a basic recon suit, green pants, boots, and an army vest, just incase we encountered anything nasty. "Hey Danielle, are you okay? You seem off?" It was Liz, the only person here i could trust t have a conversation with and not have it turn into a talk about my sex life.

I nodded,"Yeah, yeah, just tired,"

"Well, sharpen up, the place we're going to...hell knows what's there," she said, with a stern look.

"Okay people, lets move," Josh said, getting in the truck, I grabbed my laptop and put it in my bag, picked up my taser gun, and jumped in the truck next to cole, who was holding a rifle. I gave it a curious glance, he noticed,"Can't leave my baby, girl," he winked, I smiled for the first time that day, but as the truck started moving, that smile, slowly lost its hold. 'This is going to be a long day' I thought. Long....and deadly.

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