Sanctuary Psych Ward:
Chapter One: Introduction to the Group
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Setsuna and Sara Mudou were escorted down the white hall by two orderlies in
white. They had just checked in and were
being shown to their rooms. From there,
they would be taken to the commons area, where they would meet the rest of
their group mates.
Upon check in, both had their bags checked.
From Setsuna, knowing he was suicidal, they took all of his CD's. When he questioned them about it, they said
he would get them back when he was no longer suicidal. They also took his CD player and
headphones. When they found a vile of
pills, they confiscated them as well.
From Sara, they took anything that her other personality could possible use to
hurt her. She had earlier incidents
where her other personality tried to kill her.
Setsuna and Sara were put under watch until they were no longer a hazard
to their selves.
Setsuna was left with one of the orderlies while Sara was taken to her
room. Waiting at the door, the orderly
waited patiently for Setsuna to put his stuff away. Setsuna glanced around the white room. There were a few holes within the walls. He figured it was his roommate's doing. Tossing his bag on his bed, Setsuna left, not
wanting to stay. He left with the
orderly, heading to fine Sara then head to the commons room.
When they got to Sara's room, he saw her hanging a picture they had taken the
year before while they were both still considered 'normal'. Setsuna was over forty pounds heavier when
the picture was taken. Even with the
weight loss, he looked the way he always had.
Sara put up a few more pictures, then left with
Setsuna and the orderlies. With the
orderlies in front, Sara followed with her fingers laced in front of her. Setsuna followed, hands shoved in his
pockets, covered by the black sweater he wore.
The commons area was like the hallways and bedrooms. Stark white walls. People were broken into groups, with eight to
ten people per group. Each group area
had a TV and a table set up for when they wanted to play games.
In the groups, no two people had the same disorder, if it could be helped. Total, there were around fifty people in the
room, and they were slit into six different groups. One of the orderlies pointed over to a group
that sat in the corner next to the biggest window. Setsuna and Sara walked over there with the
bigger orderly. The orderly introduced
them into the group, and announced that they had group therapy in thirty
minutes.
After the orderly left, Setsuna went and sat down in the chair next to the
window, while Sara went and sat on the couch.
Outside, the rain was making its away down, hitting the window with a
soft tapping each time.
On the couch, someone sat down next to Sara.
She had long lavender hair ad wild blue eyes. She was dressed in blue jeans shorts, a loss
green shirt, and hiking boots. "Hey. I'm Kurai!" She said, extending her hand.
"Sara." She shook Kurai's hand shyly.
"So, what brings you to 'My-parents-didn't-want-me' ward?" Kurai asked.
"My parents wanted me, they just couldn't handle me." Sara stated.
"Well, that's usually why you end up here.
Either your parents didn't want you anymore or they couldn't handle
dealing with ya." Kurai said with a smile.
"So why are you here?"
"My parents got tired of dealing with Sevothtarte." Sara answered. "I suffer from Multiple Personality
Disorder. Unfortunately, He's violent
and I've been in the hospital a few times."
"Really? You're the first person with Multiple
Personality Disorder here at lovely ol' Sanctuary." Kurai said, causing Sara to
chuckle. "So what's his deal?" She
asked, pointing to Setsuna.
"That's my big brother." Sara answered.
"He suffers from Manic Depression.
He was kinda the last straw that got us sent here." Sara looked at
Kurai, who was listening attentively.
"What do you suffer from?"
"Borderline Personality Disorder." Kurai
answered. "If it wasn't for the fact
that the nurses know that I wouldn't take my meds outside of the area, I'd be
out on the streets instead of on this couch."
Sara nodded, understanding what she meant.
Looking around at her new group members, she saw a boy
no older then fourteen. "Why is
he here?" Sara asked, pointing to the boy with black hair.
"Oh, that's Metatron." Kurai told her.
"He suffers from schizophrenia. Says he hears the voice of God."
"How old is he?" Sara inquired.
"Twelve." Kurai answered sadly. Sara looked at her in disbelief. "He's been here for three years. His mother couldn't handle him anymore."
"Someone so young shouldn't be here." Sara commented softly.
Kurai nodded and pointed to the person next to Metatron. "That's my cousin Arakune." Sara looked and saw who she was talking
about. The person had flowing, curly,
brown hair, and was dressed in a pink mini skirt and top.
"She's pretty." Sara commented.
Kurai laughed lightly. "I'm sure he'll
be happy you think that."
Sara turned to her, eyes wide with surprise.
"That's a guy?!"
"Yup. He's been
dressing like that since before coming here.
That was around two years ago. He
has Narcissistic Personality Disorder."
Kurai explained.
"What about the guy with the white hair?" Sara asked.
"That's Rosiel. He has Histrionic
Personality Disorder. Always has to be
the center of attention. That's one of
the reasons why Alexiel left our group." Kurai explained. "She got tired of dealing with his shit, so
she had herself moved to a different group."
"What about the guy next to him?"
"That's Katan. He and Rosiel have been
together for a while now. They got
together about two months after Katan got here.
He has Dependent Personality Disorder.
He counts on Rosiel to make decisions for him, not that Rosiel
minds. The shrinks usually try and talk
to Katan outside of group therapy, alone."
"I hate when my parents make up my mind for me...I'd hate having that
disorder. How can you trust the person
not to get you into something illegal?"
"Well, when Katan first got here, he wouldn't really talk to anyone, but Rosiel
wanted him to talk, and what Rosiel wants, he usually gets. Eventually, Katan was talking more and they
became an item. My guess is that Katan
trust him enough. Even though the nurses
don't want us t date each other, there isn't much they can do aside from
separate a couple into different groups."
"Is there anyone else in the group?" Sara asked. She and Setsuna were told that they would bring
the group total up to eight. Looking
around, Sara only saw seven.
"There's Kira. But he's usually off
getting in trouble or he's in the quiet room." Kurai stated.
Sara already knew what the quiet room was.
She hadn't been set there, but knew eventually she would be. The quiet room was all white with no
furniture except a twin size bed. Each
corner had leather shackles that held the troubled person down. Once secured, the person would be injected
with a sedative, and left alone.
"Why would he be sent to the quiet room?" Sara asked.
"He has Antisocial Personality Disorder, or as I like to put it, an excuse for
his juvenile delinquency. So he's always
getting into fights with people, and won't calm down, so they put hi in there. He doesn't see it as a punishment thought."
"If it's not helping him, then why bother?"
"It's more for the protection of others then to help him." Kurai glanced down
at the watch on her hand. "C'mon. Time for group." She
said. "If you'll wait for a minute, I'll
walk with ya."
"Alright." Sara agreed with a smile. "I just have to peel Setsuna away from the
window." Kurai nodded and headed over to
the small group in front of the TV.
Smiling, Sara went over to Setsuna, and shook his shoulder. "C'mon Big Brother, time to
go."
"Alright." Setsuna got off the chair he was sitting in. "Where are we going again?"
"Group therapy." Sara reminded him. Normally, she would
have scolded him for being so forgetful, but she knew it was a symptom of his
disorder.
