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Insanity is Only a State of Mind
Chapter four
Sam played his part well as he screamed and swore at the men who wheeled him into the building. He was left strapped to the litter as he was registered as a John Doe, a name hospitals and institutions used when no identification could be found on a person. As Sam was being signed in Dean took a quick walk around the building. He didn't like what he saw. The building was old and in need of a lot of repairs, the cells dark and dirty. Most of the inmates were obviously drugged and sat around the recreation room in a drugged silence their movements slow and awkward. A few of the more dangerous inmates were kept locked in their cells with no contact with the outside world other then their food being pushed through a window in their cell. Some of the least dangerous inmates were allowed out of their cells for dinner and were allowed access to a private recreational area away from the more dangerous inmates. Dean hoped that this was where Sam would end up. He continued walking around the building hoping to find the cell of the man who was mentioned in the letter to the paper. Finally he found him… cell 205, the name William Kissinger was on the nameplate attached to the door. Dean looked through the small break proof window on the door and could see the man sitting on the corner of his bed, his arms around himself…he looked scared to death. Dean hit the speaker button that was next to the door.
"You okay?"
The man looked up at him his eyes wide with fear.
"I saw him you know…" The man said looking up at the window. "They don't believe me …but I saw him."
"Who?"
"The ghost….I saw him….He walked by my window the other night….He's trying to warn us. He's trying to warn us that they're coming for us. … Or maybe he's trying to warn me…maybe it's me they're coming for this time."
"No one is coming for you."
The man suddenly jumped up and ran to the door; he put his face up against the window.
"Will you help me? Will you get me out of here? I don't want to die…..please….I don't want to die."
"I'm sorry I can't let you leave….but I'll keep an eye on you. No one is taking you anywhere." Dean promised the man.
"But I saw them…I saw them take people out of here and they never came back."
"Who did you see?"
"The guards….They came for them late at night and they never came back. The ghost….he knows…he knows what's going on."
"Maybe they were just taken to another institution or moved to another area."
"No….no …." Kissinger said as he backed away from the window and went back to his bed. "They know I know…..they'll be coming for me soon." He once more wrapped his arms around his body then rocked back and forth on the bed.
Dean wasn't sure what to think. All he could do was keep an eye on the man like he promised and make sure nothing happened to him.
Dean walked back to the registration office. The guards were standing there talking amongst themselves so when the nurse handed out Sam's papers he quickly grabbed them. He saw that she had him assigned to room 307, Dean smudged the wet ink, then when no one was looking wrote two over the three. He had noticed that 207 was unoccupied and it would be a perfect place to assign Sam to, that way his brother would be right next to Kissinger and could keep an eye on him when he couldn't.
"Let's get you in your room." Dean said to Sam as he began to push the litter down the hallway.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" One of the guards asked.
"Just taking him up to his room to get him settled in."
"First he has to shower and get debugged."
"Debugged?"
"Yeah, we got to spray him for lice and stuff. The bum's been living on the street who knows what kind of bugs he's picked up."
"Oh sorry…guess I wasn't thinking." Dean lied; he had hoped to get Sam safely to his room and settled in without having to go through the debugging process.
"It's standard procedure. Follow us, we'll show you how it works."
The showers
When they got to the showers Dean noticed that they were already full and figured since Sam was new they'd let him wait till they were empty…. but they didn't. He was unstrapped from the litter then handed a towel and soap.
"Get in there and shower." One of the guards pushed him forward.
Sam glanced in the shower and could see the other inmates licking their lips and leering at him.
"No…" He said backing away. "No way."
"I said get in there!" The guard took out his club and hit Sam on the small of his back. He winced in pain but managed to stay on his feet.
"Hey!" Dean grabbed the man's club. "The guy's new….can't we give him a break?"
"I don't care if he's new or been here twenty years. He showers with the others or I'll strap him down and wash him myself."
Sam glanced at his brother and Dean could see the flash of fear in his brother's eyes. Sam gave Dean a little shake of his head warning him not to interfere. Sam knew he had no choice; he walked into one of the stalls where he proceeded to get undressed. He then wrapped a towel around himself and headed into the showers.
TBC
