Hello! Here is the next chapter! I hope you enjoy it! Literally just wrote it just now, cuz I knew I had to give you all something and this popped in my head. Sorry it's kinda short.
They through her harshly into the back of the black carriage, and in an instant all her fury was replaced by complete and utter fear. Her mind took her back to her childhood, when her father, the governed of Munckinland, had thrown her into the closet for a whole month. The walls of the truck seemed to be closing in on her. She scooted frantically into a corner and curled into fetal position. Fabala, the governor's daughter, was so utterly terrified.
It took 10 minutes to get to the Shiz Center for the Mentally Ill. When they arrived the men grabbed her and all but dragged her in where she was inspected, questioned and tagged like a sheep on a farm. After she was checked in she was shoved into a small overly clean white room with barns all the windows. There was a mattress in a corner of the room, a small sink, a small night table with a deck of playing cards, and a dresser, pre filled with the uniform that all the patients.
"Get dressed Ms. Thropp. You have 1 minute till dinner after that we will brief you on ther rules and conditions of your stay with us." a nurse ordered her.
"Yes," said Elphaba, who was not entirely sure why was her or how she'd gotten there. One minute she was walking into her new dorm the next she was walking into some sterilized room. As she got dressed, Elphaba began to contemplate how she got there and could, for the first time in her life, not think of a reason for why something had occurred.
Again, so sorry it's so short. Promise a longer chapter next time!
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