"baby doll ur wanted in the docs office" lilly voices as she walks back to her room merely glancing at me clearly still high from her dose of whatever fukcing crap the doc decided to put her on now. As thoughts race through my mind princess begins to take over composing our self making us stand and sit and say thank you to a bitch we don't even like. Princess is usually the one in control around this time of the day. Making us the docs favorite target. He thinks we're so helpless and weak..so very innocent and merely still a child. Bullshit if we didn't have princess that would only leave psycho and dumby and me who is only an observer at this point. I once was more i once was the one who was in charge all the time princess and psycho and dummy were just in the back of my head talking and arguing and coming up with idioatic stunts a teenage girl shouldn't admit. The lights are dim as doc has the window open letting in the cool breeze of the outside world. I haven't had a breath of fresh air since i got into this bitch of a place called Pines Creek. Just a few hundred miles away from the nearest town. Even if i did escape i would be eaten alive by starving dogs. "Good afternoon baby doll...you look ravishing today." "Fuck off doc i'm only here for my required meds" with that said he gets up from his red couch which looks like it has been washed in the blood of many virgins... i wouldn't doubt that's why he has that color, sick bastard. His cold hand on my cheek with his cold as ice, grey eyes seem to have no life in them. "He can't possibly be human" whispers psycho "he has no guilt, no morals" a sharp pain throbs through my chest instantly realizing where his grip is psycho takes over catching him by the throat his hands desperately trying to get out of my grip. Theres fear in his eyes as i dont think he ever knew my true strength. The white hands are on us once again pulling me off ripping me away from my victim. Slammed against the white wall again. Everything is black...yet everything is white...there fighting again princess and psycho as me and dummy are in the back just happy to be not stuck under that sick man's body. Just happy we're not being used for his sick pleasure his sick but sweet lies. There injecting something into ours veins...it's getting harder for pyscho to fight them back and princess in a deary daze, dumby already asleep...i'm the last to see his face...the only one we trust, he's watching eyes wide in horror, with murder planned if any of these sick bastards try anything. He will be there, and with that i relax and let dreams, oh sweet dreams and sweet lies take over.