Redwood's Asylum for the Insane

Blink once, your dead. Blink twice, run.


5. Blinker

Blink. Blink. Blink.

The new guards aren't paying attention. They come in, drop off my food, and leave. Fine. I'll get out easier then. They switch the guards every month. I don't know why. I wish they'd at least talk to me. They seem nice enough.

I wonder what sounds they'll make if I cut out their tongues.

She shut the diary. The doctors had given her one a while ago and only after the third pair of guards had switched did she start writing. They were short passages. With a loud sigh the woman ran a hand through her long, messy white hair. She started to play with the one black strand she had. Her left eye was blue and the other was gold.

To them it only added to her creepiness. The door opened and two burly guards walked in. "Here ya go girlie." The one holding the tray cooed.

She narrowed her eyes. She wasn't a child. He put down the tray with a plastic knife and fork. "Sheesh you'd think she'd talk a lot more." The other guard muttered.

She huffed and started eating. A plan started forming in her head. She grabbed her diary and quickly scribbled it down.

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