Insane Asylum
A leaky pipe. Drip drip drips down to the floor. Every noise makes you jump into the air. Every breath you take may as well be your last. They're waiting for you where you think you are safe. The dark halls and operating rooms aren't the beginning of your worries. Be careful of the kitchen, and room 666. Look out for Green Hills Insane Asylum.
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The beauty of the place took Phoebe aback. Although the hedges needed to be trimmed and it needed at least a new coat of paint, the Green Hills Insane Asylum was all that it was said to be. The roof was way up into the clouds. Fog curled around the tree trunks and lingered on into the entryway. A swamp wasn't far off in the distance. The call of a bird was here or there and on the most part, it was gorgeous. The windows were dark, gloomy. One light was on. Phoebe looked to Ayden.
"Is someone here?" she asked, taking her bags out of the trunk. Ayden studied the lit window. Luckily it was day; otherwise it would have been a scary greeting.
"Uh, no." he began. "It's been months since anyone's used the lights. The lights are kind of, well, messed up, I think is the technical term." He smiled. Phoebe looked to the others who were admiring the place that they would be staying in for the next three days. Joey automatically pulled out his camcorder and began taping the experience. "Come on. Let's get inside." He said, changing the subject.
Inside was less than welcoming. Dark and dingy. Cobwebs occupied the corners and rats were scurrying into their safe homes. Suddenly, a light came on overhead, it wavered a bit, on and off and a loud buzz of electricity filled the room. Everyone looked to Ayden who had just flipped the switch.
"This is the lobby." He said in a strong voice. "Say hello, and let me lead you to your rooms. Grab your bags and follow me." Ayden led them up a long flight of stairs that descended up a few floors. "This is the third floor." He announced. "Sadly, this isn't a Hilton, so you will be staying in standard patient rooms. The elevator is broken, so don't try it unless you'd like to plummet to the basement." Rachel didn't like his tone. He suddenly sounded cold, and mean. "I've assigned rooms, we want everyone to buddy up. There are seven of us, so Joey, Rachel, Ross? You'll be a group. I'm with Phoebe. Chandler? You're with Monica." He assigned. Rachel scoffed at the thought of being anywhere near Ross, but decided she'd just stick with Joey.
"What room is whose?" Joey asked. Ayden pulled out a piece of paper.
"Chandler and Monica, room 664, Phoebe and I, 665, and Ross, Rachel and Joey, you take 667." He made known.
"W-w-wait." Rachel said laughing uncomfortably. "What about 666? You just skipped over it."
"Yea, is something wrong with that room?" Joey asked, frightened at the thought of being right next to it. Ayden sighed.
"No, my mistake."
"Good! Can I please have it? I don't want to sleep in a room with two guys." Rachel pleaded. "Y'know. Since there's nothing wrong with it." She added. Ayden looked at her for a long moment.
"I guess." He said. "Just be careful. Let's unpack. We've got a few hours to get settled in before dark, and dinner will be made soon."
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After dinner, all of the friends finished getting settled in. Rachel walked into the dark room, flipping on the light switch carefully. The room was cozy, and the bed was neat. She began taking clothes out of the drawer from the suitcase she had packed and dressed for bed. She hummed mildly, taking her mind off of the scary ideas that went through her mind from time to time. Soon she took out a Walkman, placing the headphones over her ears and tucked herself in.
The window opened. The curtains blew.
Rachel hummed the tune from her Green Day CD, oblivious to the little boy, kneeling at the end of her bed.
"As I lay me down to sleep...
Rachel rolled over when the draft felt cool on her face.
"I pray the lord my soul to keep...
Rachel sat up slowly, studying the odd shape of the disfigured little body kneeling now beside her.
"If I die before I wake...
Suddenly, the little boy looked up. His face was disfigured and unusual. Rachel reached out to touch him, but unexpectedly his eyes turned from soft and scared to hard and full of hate and evil. He changed into the demon that possessed Phoebe's dreams. He had a thirst for blood.
"I pray the Lord my soul to take." His voice was deep and dripping with wickedness. Rachel opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. All she knew was soon she was on her feet, pumping towards the door. He was right behind her, screeching and wailing. She ran into the comfort of Joey and Ross' room.
"What?? Rachel! What is it?" Ross yelled. Rachel's face was flustered and red. She gained her breath. Before she could answer, scratching was heard behind the door. Joey, Ross and Rachel waited in silence, listening to the growls and scratches. Joey picked up his Hugsy and made his way towards the door, gently opening it. To everyone's surprised, no one was there.
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
A leaky pipe. Drip drip drips down to the floor. Every noise makes you jump into the air. Every breath you take may as well be your last. They're waiting for you where you think you are safe. The dark halls and operating rooms aren't the beginning of your worries. Be careful of the kitchen, and room 666. Look out for Green Hills Insane Asylum.
)))))))))))))))))(((((((((((((((((((((())))))))))))))))))))((((((((((((((((( ()))))))))))))))))
The beauty of the place took Phoebe aback. Although the hedges needed to be trimmed and it needed at least a new coat of paint, the Green Hills Insane Asylum was all that it was said to be. The roof was way up into the clouds. Fog curled around the tree trunks and lingered on into the entryway. A swamp wasn't far off in the distance. The call of a bird was here or there and on the most part, it was gorgeous. The windows were dark, gloomy. One light was on. Phoebe looked to Ayden.
"Is someone here?" she asked, taking her bags out of the trunk. Ayden studied the lit window. Luckily it was day; otherwise it would have been a scary greeting.
"Uh, no." he began. "It's been months since anyone's used the lights. The lights are kind of, well, messed up, I think is the technical term." He smiled. Phoebe looked to the others who were admiring the place that they would be staying in for the next three days. Joey automatically pulled out his camcorder and began taping the experience. "Come on. Let's get inside." He said, changing the subject.
Inside was less than welcoming. Dark and dingy. Cobwebs occupied the corners and rats were scurrying into their safe homes. Suddenly, a light came on overhead, it wavered a bit, on and off and a loud buzz of electricity filled the room. Everyone looked to Ayden who had just flipped the switch.
"This is the lobby." He said in a strong voice. "Say hello, and let me lead you to your rooms. Grab your bags and follow me." Ayden led them up a long flight of stairs that descended up a few floors. "This is the third floor." He announced. "Sadly, this isn't a Hilton, so you will be staying in standard patient rooms. The elevator is broken, so don't try it unless you'd like to plummet to the basement." Rachel didn't like his tone. He suddenly sounded cold, and mean. "I've assigned rooms, we want everyone to buddy up. There are seven of us, so Joey, Rachel, Ross? You'll be a group. I'm with Phoebe. Chandler? You're with Monica." He assigned. Rachel scoffed at the thought of being anywhere near Ross, but decided she'd just stick with Joey.
"What room is whose?" Joey asked. Ayden pulled out a piece of paper.
"Chandler and Monica, room 664, Phoebe and I, 665, and Ross, Rachel and Joey, you take 667." He made known.
"W-w-wait." Rachel said laughing uncomfortably. "What about 666? You just skipped over it."
"Yea, is something wrong with that room?" Joey asked, frightened at the thought of being right next to it. Ayden sighed.
"No, my mistake."
"Good! Can I please have it? I don't want to sleep in a room with two guys." Rachel pleaded. "Y'know. Since there's nothing wrong with it." She added. Ayden looked at her for a long moment.
"I guess." He said. "Just be careful. Let's unpack. We've got a few hours to get settled in before dark, and dinner will be made soon."
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After dinner, all of the friends finished getting settled in. Rachel walked into the dark room, flipping on the light switch carefully. The room was cozy, and the bed was neat. She began taking clothes out of the drawer from the suitcase she had packed and dressed for bed. She hummed mildly, taking her mind off of the scary ideas that went through her mind from time to time. Soon she took out a Walkman, placing the headphones over her ears and tucked herself in.
The window opened. The curtains blew.
Rachel hummed the tune from her Green Day CD, oblivious to the little boy, kneeling at the end of her bed.
"As I lay me down to sleep...
Rachel rolled over when the draft felt cool on her face.
"I pray the lord my soul to keep...
Rachel sat up slowly, studying the odd shape of the disfigured little body kneeling now beside her.
"If I die before I wake...
Suddenly, the little boy looked up. His face was disfigured and unusual. Rachel reached out to touch him, but unexpectedly his eyes turned from soft and scared to hard and full of hate and evil. He changed into the demon that possessed Phoebe's dreams. He had a thirst for blood.
"I pray the Lord my soul to take." His voice was deep and dripping with wickedness. Rachel opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. All she knew was soon she was on her feet, pumping towards the door. He was right behind her, screeching and wailing. She ran into the comfort of Joey and Ross' room.
"What?? Rachel! What is it?" Ross yelled. Rachel's face was flustered and red. She gained her breath. Before she could answer, scratching was heard behind the door. Joey, Ross and Rachel waited in silence, listening to the growls and scratches. Joey picked up his Hugsy and made his way towards the door, gently opening it. To everyone's surprised, no one was there.
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO