Chapter 10: Mr. Fogg
As Mr. Codcen reluctantly cleaned up his office, he pondered what had just occurred in his office. "Who was that? What was that song? She is NO DOUBT a crazy!!" He thought and let out satisfied sigh as the office was once again as clean as it was before the crazy lady.
He sat down and picked up as newspaper, and looked at the clock on his desk. It read 5:18. Just 42 minutes and he'd be out of this asylum-like office. "Hmmm… an asylum. That's where all of today's patients belong" Codcen said with a small chuckle. "Maybe I should send them there. Yes, that's where they belong. Crazies are obviously not mentally stable. And the non-mentally-stable go to asylums…" Codcen explained to himself aloud. "DON'T DO IT! PEOPLE IN ASYLUMS COME BACK AND…. AND TURN ON YOU!" A voice in his head screamed. Wait a minute, that wasn't a voice in his head- it was a person. Next thing he saw was a beaten man in tattered clothing- covered in cuts and bruises.
Codcen jumped up out of surprise at the state of this man. "My God- what happened to you?" he exclaimed. "One word: asylum," the man replied, trying to catch his breath.
Codcen gave the man a curious look and motioned for him to sit down on a chair.
"I am Mr. Fogg; owner of Fogg's Asylum. My asylum housed insane women who are no use in the world anymore. When human hair is needed, we use the girls' hair- depending on their hair color.
"One day I got a young lady from the Judge Turpin," Fogg ignored the therapist's shudder at the name 'Turpin' " She had beautiful orange-blond hair, I knew she would be good use to my wigs. But a few days later, a young man asked for orange-blond hair, so I brought him to the room that she was in. Next thing I knew, a gun was pointed at me and the woman was rushed away by the boy. Then the all the other women in the room started to…attack me!" Mr. Fogg gave a disturbed look into mid-air while he relived the tale. "I barely escaped, and I ran into the first building I saw, which was this one."
"Oh, well- that is quite a disturbing story, Mr. Fogg."
"Yes, well… I hope they didn't escape. Hundreds of crazy women roaming the streets is choas. I certainly hope that they didn't follow me here."
"They…might've…followed…you…here?!?!" Dr. Codcen said, shaking with anger.
"Quite possible." Mr. Fogg said, embarrassed and wringing his hands.
"Out."
"Mr. Codcen-"
"OUTT!!" Codcen said, storming towards Mr. Fogg.
Mr. Fogg scrambled out of his seat. "You know, Codcen- you belong in a aslyum if you can't deal with people's problems." And with that statement, Fogg ran out of the office.
"I most certainly DO NOT belong in asylum!" Codcen said as he calmed down.