Ella Ross was kicked to the ground and then heard a grunt of pain as Miles followed. Waylon was huddled in the corner, muttering something about a woman named Lisa. Ella tasted the bitter copper flavor of blood in her mouth and she spits it out, staining the already cracked and dirty floor with her blood. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a tall man in a clean dark blue suit, his icy blue eyes were full of cruel glee and his black hair was slicked back.
That man was Jeremy Blaire.
He smiled down at Ella, but the smile held no warmth as he cupped her face in his hand, "Congratulations. You ruined everything."
Then before Ella even knew what had happened Blaire shoved her violently to the dirty floor. The last thing she saw was Blaire's smiling face before his hard leather shoe connects with the side of her head and she blacked out.
X X X Four Hours Earlier. . . X X X
It was just another day at Mount Massive Asylum for Ella Ross as she drove up to the immense building, the sun barely starting to rise as she drove up to the asylum's gates, stopping at the guard's station/toll boot to give the guard her I.D.
"Good morning, Ms. Ross." smiled Logan, a young security officer
Ella returned the smile as she replied, "Morning, Logan."
Logan pressed a button in the booth and the gates of the asylum opened with a creak and she drove to the parking lot, found her usual parking spot, and parked her car. She got out, taking a deep breath of the cool mountain air and walked across the courtyard to the entrance of the asylum, walking straight through the doors, across the winding halls and finally stopped at an old-looking elevator. She got into the elevator and pressed a button which activated the lift, clamming elevator music started playing as it began its descent into the bowels of Mount Massive.
Moments later, she was joined the elevator by a young man dressed in a yellow plaid shirt and blue jeans. This was Waylon Park. He had short dark brown, almost black curly hair and a pale complexion. He smiled at Ella, but seemed nervous and fidgeted and twitched his hands, "G-Good morning, Ella."
"Hello, Mr. Park" smiled Ella
"How are things going?
"Supposedly the Morphogenic Engine Program is going well. I heard one of the scientists saying something about the "dream therapy" working quite well."
"That's good to hear"
Ella nodded and for the rest of the ride remained silent before a faint ding was heard and the doors of the elevator were opened. Waylon and Ella stepped out the lift and parted ways, with Waylon going to the server rooms which confused Ella because he didn't usually go in there but dismissed it as he probably had moved in there after getting promoted earlier this week, and Ella headed down to the patient cells to check on her assigned patient. She walked into his cell and he smiled, seeing her enter the room.
"Darling! Hello."