I remember I'm falling. I'm falling

Down

Down

Down

I fall onto the padded floor in a heap. I find the softness of the floor strangely comforting, until I hear the high, female voice say

"We're going to make you all better Alice"

The door slams, it's loud, but I still hear the woman's voice bouncing around the room, whispering my name over and over. I scream, trying to get the voice out of my head, I scream until my throat is raw, but I still hear the whispers. I pull myself into the foetal position, a single tear rolls down my cheek. I black out.

I wake up in the corner of the padded prison, my legs pulled up to my chest, my head resting on my knees. The door opens, squeaking slightly.

"Alice today is your first day of recovery!"

It's her. I look up, but instead of a woman, I see a rather small man, a huge moustache taking up most of the bottom half of his face.

"Come now dear, come with me"

He says in a high voice, it doesn't match the other one, standing in the doorway, stretching out his hand. I stand and make my way to the door, stumbling slightly. The tiles of the hallway feel cold under my bare feet, it's refreshing. The man takes my hand, but I pull it away, there's no way I'm letting him touch me.

I lay staring at a small crack in the ceiling, the whole room reeks of death. The small man strapped my wrists and ankles to the table underneath me and left. That was about ten minutes ago is I've been counting correctly. I continue to stare at the ceiling, there's a crack in the corner of the room, about a metre long, there's cracks all over the ceiling, most of them small and insignificant. I will the cracks to be enough to break the ceiling; I will the ceiling to crush me. I'd rather be dead then keep staying here.

I nearly fall asleep I'm laying on that table so long. The door opens and I barely have enough energy to lift my head and see who it is.

"Alice! What a pleasure it is to finally see you with my own two eyes" That voice, the same voice I've been hearing since I got here, only a few metres away. A face appears above me; bright red and shiny. She touches my temple with something, something sticky.

"This procedure has only been tested on three patients so far and all but one of them showed significant improvement. I truly believe with all my heart that this is going to make you better Alice." Her voice is practically singing with happiness.

I hear metal grinding and something that sounds like electricity crackling. A jolt runs through my body, tickling my insides, I giggle.

"I'm late…"

Barely a whisper but I'm sure I heard it. Another jolt runs through my body, it hurts slightly.

"I'm late…"

I hear it better this time, its a little louder. Another jolt. The pain escapes through my lips.

"I'm late…"

The voice sounds like it's coming from right next to me. Another jolt. It hurts so bad I cry out.

"I'm late!"

It's a yell this time. The jolts continue, after everyone the same words are yelled into my ear over and over.

I don't remember getting back to the familiar padded room.

"I'm late…"

The whisper echoes around the room until I black out.