The staff of Hades:
Chapter one
The mental hospital
Caspia Kelly:
Hi. My name is Caspia Kelly. I'm 15 years old.
People will tell you I have mental problems. But don't listen to what they say. I'm not crazy. I just see things, but I know they're real. It seems like other people see them too, they notice them, but they must see them very differently.
Once I saw a black dog the size of a pickup truck, and this guy just walked over and petted him.
Another time I saw this vampire girl making out with this boy. One other time I was sure I heard my friend Daisy's voice down a sewer, calling to me for help. I didn't think it was really her, and I was right. As soon as I lost interest the voice changed. I could have sworn I saw a glowing red eye.
It was when my teacher "supposedly" tried to kill me that Lizzie finally decided to send me to Clear Creek Mental Hospital.
It's okay here I guess. It's not like they make me wear a straitjacket or anything. My psychiatrist had decided that what I saw was not stemmed from self harm, but trying to come up with a reason why my father had left us. He said that many times after a traumatic experience, the human mind will try to solve the problem itself.
He said that I thought the monsters were what he left to fight, not that he didn't like us anymore. He called it an "acute stress reaction" which I thought was just a nicey nicey term for the fact that he thought I was crazy ass.
He condemned me to life here at Clear Creak. It's not so bad. You can pretty much do whatever you want for most of the day, roam free, but you can't go outside without supervision, which is rarely given.
The foods pretty good, and you can personalize the all white room a bit (It actually wasn't allowed, but Dr. James said that I would recover faster if I felt comfortable). I, of course did it all in black and purple.
They even let me have visitors, Lizzie comes and visits every day and comes to my therapy. My friends come over a lot and I've made new ones here too. I go to school for about 4 hours every other day. The only downside is that I won't end up with a full education, so I might not get into a very good college. I had straight A's before:(
Today, however, was very strange. Miss L. (she never told us her real name, yet another fact that I found creepy) was glaring at me weirdly, which sent a shiver down my back.
We had noticed patients going missing, and we had assumed that they had just run away, as that was not at all uncommon with place like this. We had alerted the police, of course, as we were all concerned they would hurt themselves. There was no trace of them, though.
My friend Peter,(who thought he was psychic) swore that he and Brody saw a clean white skeleton in Miss L.'s office, but when they heard her, they ran. It proves difficult to solve a murder case when the only witnesses are mental patients. I wondered for a second if she was who was behind this.
But Mason shook my arm and asked what's wrong and I said "nothing" and went back to my breakfast. The rest of the day I made a point of always having at least one friend with me, although I had a feeling if Miss. L really was one of the monsters, they wouldn't be much good.