Gavin
Your name is Gavin Makara and you are done with this. You had been here long enough. This was starting to get ridiculous. This was starting to get old. The sheer thought of this place disgusted you and left a bad taste in your already dry mouth. You entertained the thought of this institution burning to the ground in a beautiful flame engulfing everything in sight. The thought made you smile. The thought made you laugh. You could hear them, you could hear the screams of nurses, doctors, patients as they slowly burned to death. Watching the building TURN TO ASHES. You grinned wildly continuing to laugh like a maniac. You were a maniac you know that, and to be completely honest. You loved it.
How long has it you've been here? two three? no. four. Four years in this hellhole, when you first arrived here you didn't live up here. Up here on the top floor, at first you lived down there with the others. Down with the depressed, anxious, and semi-sane. The top floor was for the actual lunatics. The killers, the violent ones. The psychopaths, people like you. You loved it, however you were trapped, stuck up here in this awful place. You don't like the top floor, it's quiet, and isolated, and rather….lonely You briefly recalled your time downstairs. During that time you shared a room with a younger boy. Kid with sleeping problems, You remember his name, Karkat Vantas, a grumpy insomniac. You two, well back then, you were best friends. Since it was only recently you were confined to this even worse hellhole, You sat in a white walled room with white carpet. You sat on a small metal chair tied to the arm rests. If only you could your arms. Sadly you were required to stay right here where you are. You sigh in disappointment that they don't trust you enough to let you roam by yourself. You roll your head back to look up at the ceiling then rolling it in a circle to look at the entire room with nothing but a snide smile.
Everything is so quiet, nothing but the sounds of your breathing and laughs. Actually it's quite lonely, so lonely and quiet. You aren't sure what to do now. You're stuck you're stuck and you want to move around so much yet the restraints won't let you. What to do…..what to dooooooo You think, what is possible to do in this kind of situation. Well you can continue to laugh maniacally but that too would become boring over a certain period of time, you could wiggle your fingers for the fun of it, but that poses the exact same problem as the first idea. You could start screaming for no reason and see if any one comes in to check on you, where you can continue to yell at them until they eventually would sedate you. How long that would take exactly evades you. The idea seems like fun, who cares about how long it would take, it would be fun! Well it would give you a chance to see the faces of the nurses that are disgusted by you. Seeing their faces has always made you soooooooo happy.
You grin as wide as possible and start screaming at the top of your lungs, you scream over and over, you can't hear anything from outside but you know that they hear you, you know they see you. They have cameras in every corners and several microphones in the room as well, and you know they don't ever mute the sound of the microphones or turn off the cameras it's against protocol. How you know this? Your brother had been in this very asylum a few years back. Before you came here he had told you almost all of the asylum's secrets. You wonder how he's been, you haven't had a chance to talk to him for months. Hopefully he's having a good time out there in the free outside world, maybe he's got a girlfriend? Last time he heard from his brother he had met someone, maybe something happened there? The only person besides himself that deserved happiness in this messed up world of theirs was his brother. He was a good person to him even if most people didn't agree with that statement.
You continue to scream for several more minutes before someone finally came in to take care of you. Three nurses ran in as they started to panic trying to calm you, of course their methods of calming you down included sedation which you weren't a fan of. You violently wiggled your head around screaming and yelling profanities and various other words at them, trying to spit in their faces and make them angry. They pulled out a needle full of the sedative that they would try and eject you with. You fought trying to move your arms and legs to punch or kick them, regardless of if you had restraints on all your limbs. The nurses tighten the restraints on you with strong grunts. They grabbed your neck pulling it back to sedate you. So in response you try to bite their fingers and arms. You are successful with one finger biting as hard as you can through the blue gloves that they're wearing. The nurse yelps i pain recoiling their fingers the others nurses tightened their grip on your neck pulling you back one more time aiming the needle starting towards the vein on your neck.
Several seconds later and the sting of a needle spreads in your neck. The nurses after injecting you all step back panting watching you with a severe nervousness. You feel a numbness move across your body and your eyelids getting heavier and heavier when your vision started to blur. You struggled limply, trying desperately to escape the grip of the sedation failing as the however as your eyes start to slip closed Your arms fall limp and can't bear the weight of your head and eyes anymore as you gave up trying to keep conscious. Your eyes close and your fall asleep. Maybe screaming for attention wasn't the best idea after all, oh well, what's there to do now except sleep.
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