Fear of the Dark, Fear of the Dark
A big storm is on it's way. It's nearing Burrington Manor astonishingly agile. Ms. Narciss is preparing for it, forcing all of the patients to stay in their cells for the duration of the storm. If a patient somehow escapes their cell, we have to barbarically escort them back to their, somewhat, temporary cage, forcefully shoving them and sometimes taking them to pay a visit to the warden, where they are whipped.
These punishments are cruel, but we have them for an implicated reason, such as safety among staff. The patients here are impregnable and very alarming, making inconsiderate decisions so fast it really does make your head spend. These patients are like bats out of hell, scattering in a mix of confusion, worry, and schizophrenic impulses.
Many things could go awry in this storm. The patients could break out of their cells, forcing us to search for them through the continuation of the monsoon, or the power could go out and we'd stuck in darkness for who knows how long. This couldn't of been a better day to have a tempest.
"Ms. Richards! You have a visitor!" One of the nurses, Anabell says to me, waving me over to the reception desk. She points to the lobby, and sitting in one of the chairs is Louis, my new neighbor.
"Thank you, Anabell." I thank her, walking over to the waiting area, nervously clamping my hands together behind my beck. This Louis character frightens me, watching me through my window and know showing up at my work place? Who is this man?
"Hello there, Laine." Louis says, standing up when he sees me, smiling a cheshire-cat grin.
"H-Hello, Louis." I reply, stepping back slightly when he moves towards me. "May I ask why you are here, Louis? Do you need something?"
"I saw you walking to work this morning. I thought I would stop in and say hello." He says, chuckling.
"Oh, um. . . well then th-thank you for s-stopping by." I chuckle out nervously, twiddling with my fingers and trying hard not to look down. My eyes want to look away, to not see that mischievous glint his crystal blue eyes that look at me with fervor. He's unnerving me, stalking me like this, and it's really starting to put me on edge.
"Of course, Ms. Laine. Until this evening. . ." He says, trailing off, giving me a mysterious stare and backing away and out the baby blue doors. I shiver, walking back to the reception desk, only to be called over by my good friend and fellow co-worker, Kate Mackensie.
"Laine!" She yells, flipping her long brunette hair out of her face.
Kate has been one of my best mates for awhile know, having met me two months after I started working here. We talk all the time, and I am honestly shocked we haven't spoken to each other in three days. Kate is a pale-faced, fair-skinned, brown eyed beauty that has a lighter shade of brown hair that is always down and not up in a bun like the nurses are required to wear. Kate works with Liam Payne, the psychiatrist, as his assistant, trying to get the patients to talk during their weekly therapy time, which never seems to work in her favor.
Kate Mackensie is a risk taker, always defying the rules and never getting in trouble. She wears this cherry-pink lipstick called Captivate Me Crimson that would get me fired if I ever wore it. Kate is very confident in everything she does, always the leader of the group. I secretly envy and admire how poised she is.
"Hey Kate! How have you been?" I ask her, reaching the reception desk and leaning against it, still very much overwhelmed by Louis' antics.
"I've been great, doll. What about you?" She responds.
I giggle, "I'm ok. Nothing to complain about." I say, watching as she pulls out her Captivate Me Crimson and applies it to her dull lips.
"Who was that man? He seems tov have the hots for you, short stuff!" Kate says, chuckling loudly, getting us some weird stares from the visitors.
"My new neighbor, Louis. He's. . .frightening and prowled." I respond, cringing.
She nods sympathetically, "He seems like a total - " Kate starts but is cut off my a loud crack of thunder. I hear the distant screams of the patients and recoil, not anting to hear their loud shrieks.
"Wow, this storm is getting bad." I say, looking out the high barred windows and see the almost black clouds.
Kate nods, getting ready to say something, only to be cut off again by he deafening thunder. "Well then." She mutters, crossing her arms over chest.
"So, about that guy, Louis - " I start to say, but stop when the thunder booms again, only this time, the lights flicker twice and then shut completely off. Gasps sound all over the room, along with distant chatter.
Screams and groans sound through the hallways, causing the staff to murmur and the guests to mutter in panic. "Laine, look." I hear Kate whisper, as if not to alarm anyone. She points towards the staircase, and then I see him. A man stands that the top of the staircase, judging by the bulky appearance I'm able to see in the dim light provided by the outside of the Sun trying to shine through. I hear more footsteps running and gulp. The patients are out.
A/N I thought it was appropriate to end here. Let me know what you think! Like, comment, favorite.