Ozaki's Asylum
PROLOGUE
"I suppose it's natural..." Toshio began to think to himself as he lay in his blood, sirens wailing louder and louder as they drew nearer, "To feel no pain when you've been through shit like this before..."
Smiling, he rolled over onto his back and stared at the orange sky, lit up with smoke and the sickly yellow light of fire. He felt calm, more calm than he had ever felt before in his hectic life. Reaching for the hole where his left eye once was, he paused and let his hand fall limp to the stained grass. He heaved a ragged laugh with his torn throat, it felt like sandpaper was lining the inside, but he continued to laugh up at the sky. A sky that he could no longer see from his left side.
1. WARD
Patient #24602 had been admitted on unusual conditions noted Rize as she checked the files on her painfully slow computer. He had been found in a ditch, bleeding from a hole where his eye should have been and laughing like a total maniac.
"Shouldn't he be in some sort of mental institute instead of some mediocre hospital instead?" She asked herself angrily. Sighing, she walked down yet another white corridor that seemed to perfectly mirror the rest of the entire building.
Upon reaching the door of her patient's room, she prepared herself for whatever this madman had in store for her. Surprised at what she saw, she walked forwards. The man, who gave no name when he was admitted, was simply sitting with his legs tucked under his chin, his arms wrapped around them, on the uncomfortable-looking hospital bed, staring at the wall.
"Doesn't seem to be any kind of nutcase to me..." Rize thought skeptically to herself as she walked closer to her patient.
With a lighting-fast gesture, the man's head whipped round. This gave Rize a chance to look at his features, not that they were worth looking at, his face was pale and hollow, he was clearly unshaven and looked like he hadn't slept in months. Eyes wide and twitching, bags underlining them, he stared at Rize with a look that terrified her in such a way that she almost screamed. In front of her sat a man who was not only creepy, but out of his mind. Backing away, she fumbled for the doorknob and found herself turn round to look at the man behind her. His figure and the way he held himself was almost like a puppet. Irregular, angular and limp, he walked quickly towards Rize and smiled. The smile that he gave would send fear into anybody, the smile seemed to almost open up the patient's face, spreading in a twisted line from ear to ear, it gave the man the impression of some kind of monster, ready to bite its prey.
Strangely enough, it did exactly that.
