Insane Asylum
Blood. Red and flowing down your fingertips. Where did it come from? Is it your own? Or is it the blood of you friend? Or lover? There are more questions then answers in Green Hills Insane Asylum. Now you have to figure out, why you are all really here.....
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Chandler and Ross worked together, dragging an unconscious Ayden into the kitchen while Joey followed faithfully with the camera. They all had decided that they would take turns watching him. In shifts. No one wanted to go out of the Cafeteria's safety, if it was even safe.
"We have to find a clue as to of why this thing is terrorizing us!" Joey said.
"So what, we go into "Scooby Doo" mode?" Chandler snipped. Everyone ignored his comment, focusing on the reality of the situation.
"There has NEVER been factual, recorded proof that spirits remain on earth." Ross tried. Phoebe shot him a disapproving look.
"Well I get paid a lot of fucking money to prove that theory wrong." She snapped. She paused and looked at their shocked expressions. "I'm sorry you guys. I'm just, I'm a little freaked out right now. I know that I have to make contact with this thing and...." She began to trail off.
"Wait!" Joey chimed. "When Ayden, Phoebe and I were all in the basement, there was a whole bookshelf with research on it. Maybe we can find the demon's file! Maybe that will help us figure it out!"
"Joey, that's brilliant!" Rachel smiled. Joey smiled, knowing that Rachel liked his idea. His feelings towards her were growing by the minute, but he was learning to not get his hopes too high. Rachel was more than likely to end up with Ross again. Everyone felt a big relief with Joey's new idea. Maybe this would shine some light on what was really going on.
"Well," Monica began. "That means that we need to split up again."
"Why?" the rest adlibbed.
"Because at least two of us need to watch Ayden. A few of us need to go down to the basement, and the others need to look around for clues." Monica pointed out.
"So the real question is, who gets to go down to the basement?" Rachel asked.
"I will." Joey said, raising his hand. Although the very thought of that basement sent chills up and down his spine, he was the only one other than Phoebe who knew where the files were.
"I'll go with Joey." Ross said.
"I'll look for clues with you, Mon." Rachel said.
"So Chandler and I watch the psycho path?" Phoebe said flatly. Everyone nodded. "Okay, just making sure."
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"This place is really a dump inside." Rachel complained as she and Monica walked up and down the hallways on the first floor. They hadn't been walking long, and Monica wasn't looking forward to her constant whine, a character trait of Rachel's she had learned to loathe.
"I know." She agreed. "And I miss outside. It seems like forever since I've actually been able to breathe." A sudden look of mischief came across her lips. "Can I tell you a secret?" Monica began. Rachel's eyes widened. She loved this kind of stuff.
"Always."
"Okay, don't judge me." Monica whispered. "But Chandler and I kissed." She smiled, covering her mouth. They began to giggle like schoolgirls dealing with some scandal in a sorority.
"Honey, that's great! You used to be like, in love with him!" Rachel cooed. But both stopped simultaneously, when they heard the creaking of the wooden planks behind them.
"Tell me that was you." Monica said, her breath showing in the cold that had just cloaked them. All Rachel could do was shake her head slowly.
DING
Both girls looked towards the elevator.
"I thought it didn't work." Rachel whispered.
DING
"It doesn't." Monica said, paling.
The elevator was lowering from the fifth floor.
"There's a fifth floor?" Monica asked.
DING
"The attic." Rachel breathed.
DING.
Monica and Rachel inched together away from the door.
Ding...
They waited. Fear froze them; their arms close around each other, hoping that it was just a loose wire or something, though both knew it was not. The doors slowly slid open. Nothing but blackness, though neither dared make sure. No, nothing was in the elevator....It was behind them. And it was Monica's turn.
Monica felt a blow to her back, and the pressure of being pushed against the wall by an invisible force. Rachel ran to her, but was thrown against the opposite wall, hitting her head into it, blacking out. That's when Monica was turned around, her back to the wall. She felt like she was on the "Tilt-A-Whirl." The pressure so strong that no matter how much you try, you are pried to the wall. And she saw him. The same demon that almost everyone else had seen. The same endless eyes. The same blood soaked patient coat. Monica was able to move her neck, looking to Rachel. But Rachel was gone; A trail of blood leading down the hall.
The demon began scratching her, slitting her arms, legs and tearing her clothes from her body. She began to rise up so high that she hit her head on the cathedral ceilings.
"Stop! Stop it!" She screamed. The Demon looked at her carefully, and then dropped her. She landed on her leg the wrong way, and she blacked out from the pain.
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Joey and Ross crept down the stone stairway. Their footsteps echoed. Joey was the first one down. He looked towards the bed, and then shuddered, remembering the camera incident. He didn't tell Ross about it. First off, Ross wouldn't believe him. Next, if Ross did believe him, he would freak out. Joey looked at Ross and suddenly felt guilty. His feelings towards Rachel could become a betrayal. And he knew Ross was still hopelessly in love with her, making it even harder to continue his crush.
"Is this the bookshelf?" Ross asked. Joey nodded. He looked down and picked up the file Ayden had been holding before they were chased out. He began flipping through the numerous photos and such. The photos were horrible. Patients were being tortured. Joey felt his last meal begin to climb up his throat as he stared at the black and white horror. He held onto it though.
"Ross?" Joey called out. "Ross?" Joey yelled. Joey looked up from the file, but Ross wasn't there. He heard muffled screams from within the room. Joey ran throughout the maze of bookshelves and files. He stopped. The bed. Joey pumped his legs towards the front of the room. Sure enough, Ross was tied down to the bed.
Joey began to panic. It was bad enough he had strong feelings for Ross' ex girlfriend. If he let Ross die, the guilt would NEVER leave him. He saw the demon. Just like he had seen on his camera. It had the needle and all. He saw Ross' eyes look big and desperate. Joey didn't think. He ran to Ross' aid. He looked on the wall and saw a crucifix. He had seen it on a movie, so he pulled it off the wall and shoved it to the demon. Miraculously, it worked, and the demon wailed as he disappeared between the bookshelves.
Joey stood in amazement that the oldest trick in the book had worked. He slid the crucifix into his pocket, and turned to help Ross.
"How did this happen?" Joey asked. Ross, whom was gagged at the moment, simply shot Joey a look. "Right, sorry." Joey said, taking the cloth out of his mouth.
"I-I don't know!" Ross said, gasping for breath. "I just blacked out and here I was." He said. Joey looked down at his feet. Another file.
"This is Ayden's file." Ross said with a confused look on his face. Joey took the file and looked at it.
"Is this the research that Ayden was looking for?" Joey asked.
"No, it can't be. I mean, it's just minor research and tests. But they are really gruesome." Ross added. Suddenly, they had more reason to believe that Ayden wasn't the best doctor in the world... He had killed over half of his patients.
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Chandler had run off to help Monica after hearing her screams. Phoebe was left alone with Ayden. Luckily, he was tied to the stove. He was awake now, and was busy mumbling randomly to himself. Soon, Chandler entered with Monica limping at his side.
"W-what happened?" Phoebe exclaimed.
"I-I can't remember." Monica said helplessly.
"Just rest easy Mon." Chandler comforted, helping her into a chair.
Soon enough, Joey and Ross came whipping around the corner.
"We got some files." Ross hollered, totally disregarding proper English.
"We need some questions answered." Joey said, kneeling next to Ayden.
Ross, Chandler and Joey heaved Ayden up on top of the stove. Phoebe turned the burner on low.
"You have about three minutes before this baby burns right through you." Monica threatened.
"How many patients did you kill?" Chandler asked.
"Thirteen." Ayden said.
"What is the name of the one that is trying to kill us?" Phoebe asked.
"Charles Wickers." Ayden said robotically.
"What did you do to him?" Joey asked. Ayden didn't answer. Phoebe cranked up the heat.
"OW!" Ayden screamed in pure pain. Phoebe lowered the heat.
"What did you do to him?" She asked again. There was a brief pause, but something was bothering Ross more than the silence.
"Where's Rachel?" He asked.
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
Blood. Red and flowing down your fingertips. Where did it come from? Is it your own? Or is it the blood of you friend? Or lover? There are more questions then answers in Green Hills Insane Asylum. Now you have to figure out, why you are all really here.....
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Chandler and Ross worked together, dragging an unconscious Ayden into the kitchen while Joey followed faithfully with the camera. They all had decided that they would take turns watching him. In shifts. No one wanted to go out of the Cafeteria's safety, if it was even safe.
"We have to find a clue as to of why this thing is terrorizing us!" Joey said.
"So what, we go into "Scooby Doo" mode?" Chandler snipped. Everyone ignored his comment, focusing on the reality of the situation.
"There has NEVER been factual, recorded proof that spirits remain on earth." Ross tried. Phoebe shot him a disapproving look.
"Well I get paid a lot of fucking money to prove that theory wrong." She snapped. She paused and looked at their shocked expressions. "I'm sorry you guys. I'm just, I'm a little freaked out right now. I know that I have to make contact with this thing and...." She began to trail off.
"Wait!" Joey chimed. "When Ayden, Phoebe and I were all in the basement, there was a whole bookshelf with research on it. Maybe we can find the demon's file! Maybe that will help us figure it out!"
"Joey, that's brilliant!" Rachel smiled. Joey smiled, knowing that Rachel liked his idea. His feelings towards her were growing by the minute, but he was learning to not get his hopes too high. Rachel was more than likely to end up with Ross again. Everyone felt a big relief with Joey's new idea. Maybe this would shine some light on what was really going on.
"Well," Monica began. "That means that we need to split up again."
"Why?" the rest adlibbed.
"Because at least two of us need to watch Ayden. A few of us need to go down to the basement, and the others need to look around for clues." Monica pointed out.
"So the real question is, who gets to go down to the basement?" Rachel asked.
"I will." Joey said, raising his hand. Although the very thought of that basement sent chills up and down his spine, he was the only one other than Phoebe who knew where the files were.
"I'll go with Joey." Ross said.
"I'll look for clues with you, Mon." Rachel said.
"So Chandler and I watch the psycho path?" Phoebe said flatly. Everyone nodded. "Okay, just making sure."
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"This place is really a dump inside." Rachel complained as she and Monica walked up and down the hallways on the first floor. They hadn't been walking long, and Monica wasn't looking forward to her constant whine, a character trait of Rachel's she had learned to loathe.
"I know." She agreed. "And I miss outside. It seems like forever since I've actually been able to breathe." A sudden look of mischief came across her lips. "Can I tell you a secret?" Monica began. Rachel's eyes widened. She loved this kind of stuff.
"Always."
"Okay, don't judge me." Monica whispered. "But Chandler and I kissed." She smiled, covering her mouth. They began to giggle like schoolgirls dealing with some scandal in a sorority.
"Honey, that's great! You used to be like, in love with him!" Rachel cooed. But both stopped simultaneously, when they heard the creaking of the wooden planks behind them.
"Tell me that was you." Monica said, her breath showing in the cold that had just cloaked them. All Rachel could do was shake her head slowly.
DING
Both girls looked towards the elevator.
"I thought it didn't work." Rachel whispered.
DING
"It doesn't." Monica said, paling.
The elevator was lowering from the fifth floor.
"There's a fifth floor?" Monica asked.
DING
"The attic." Rachel breathed.
DING.
Monica and Rachel inched together away from the door.
Ding...
They waited. Fear froze them; their arms close around each other, hoping that it was just a loose wire or something, though both knew it was not. The doors slowly slid open. Nothing but blackness, though neither dared make sure. No, nothing was in the elevator....It was behind them. And it was Monica's turn.
Monica felt a blow to her back, and the pressure of being pushed against the wall by an invisible force. Rachel ran to her, but was thrown against the opposite wall, hitting her head into it, blacking out. That's when Monica was turned around, her back to the wall. She felt like she was on the "Tilt-A-Whirl." The pressure so strong that no matter how much you try, you are pried to the wall. And she saw him. The same demon that almost everyone else had seen. The same endless eyes. The same blood soaked patient coat. Monica was able to move her neck, looking to Rachel. But Rachel was gone; A trail of blood leading down the hall.
The demon began scratching her, slitting her arms, legs and tearing her clothes from her body. She began to rise up so high that she hit her head on the cathedral ceilings.
"Stop! Stop it!" She screamed. The Demon looked at her carefully, and then dropped her. She landed on her leg the wrong way, and she blacked out from the pain.
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Joey and Ross crept down the stone stairway. Their footsteps echoed. Joey was the first one down. He looked towards the bed, and then shuddered, remembering the camera incident. He didn't tell Ross about it. First off, Ross wouldn't believe him. Next, if Ross did believe him, he would freak out. Joey looked at Ross and suddenly felt guilty. His feelings towards Rachel could become a betrayal. And he knew Ross was still hopelessly in love with her, making it even harder to continue his crush.
"Is this the bookshelf?" Ross asked. Joey nodded. He looked down and picked up the file Ayden had been holding before they were chased out. He began flipping through the numerous photos and such. The photos were horrible. Patients were being tortured. Joey felt his last meal begin to climb up his throat as he stared at the black and white horror. He held onto it though.
"Ross?" Joey called out. "Ross?" Joey yelled. Joey looked up from the file, but Ross wasn't there. He heard muffled screams from within the room. Joey ran throughout the maze of bookshelves and files. He stopped. The bed. Joey pumped his legs towards the front of the room. Sure enough, Ross was tied down to the bed.
Joey began to panic. It was bad enough he had strong feelings for Ross' ex girlfriend. If he let Ross die, the guilt would NEVER leave him. He saw the demon. Just like he had seen on his camera. It had the needle and all. He saw Ross' eyes look big and desperate. Joey didn't think. He ran to Ross' aid. He looked on the wall and saw a crucifix. He had seen it on a movie, so he pulled it off the wall and shoved it to the demon. Miraculously, it worked, and the demon wailed as he disappeared between the bookshelves.
Joey stood in amazement that the oldest trick in the book had worked. He slid the crucifix into his pocket, and turned to help Ross.
"How did this happen?" Joey asked. Ross, whom was gagged at the moment, simply shot Joey a look. "Right, sorry." Joey said, taking the cloth out of his mouth.
"I-I don't know!" Ross said, gasping for breath. "I just blacked out and here I was." He said. Joey looked down at his feet. Another file.
"This is Ayden's file." Ross said with a confused look on his face. Joey took the file and looked at it.
"Is this the research that Ayden was looking for?" Joey asked.
"No, it can't be. I mean, it's just minor research and tests. But they are really gruesome." Ross added. Suddenly, they had more reason to believe that Ayden wasn't the best doctor in the world... He had killed over half of his patients.
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Chandler had run off to help Monica after hearing her screams. Phoebe was left alone with Ayden. Luckily, he was tied to the stove. He was awake now, and was busy mumbling randomly to himself. Soon, Chandler entered with Monica limping at his side.
"W-what happened?" Phoebe exclaimed.
"I-I can't remember." Monica said helplessly.
"Just rest easy Mon." Chandler comforted, helping her into a chair.
Soon enough, Joey and Ross came whipping around the corner.
"We got some files." Ross hollered, totally disregarding proper English.
"We need some questions answered." Joey said, kneeling next to Ayden.
Ross, Chandler and Joey heaved Ayden up on top of the stove. Phoebe turned the burner on low.
"You have about three minutes before this baby burns right through you." Monica threatened.
"How many patients did you kill?" Chandler asked.
"Thirteen." Ayden said.
"What is the name of the one that is trying to kill us?" Phoebe asked.
"Charles Wickers." Ayden said robotically.
"What did you do to him?" Joey asked. Ayden didn't answer. Phoebe cranked up the heat.
"OW!" Ayden screamed in pure pain. Phoebe lowered the heat.
"What did you do to him?" She asked again. There was a brief pause, but something was bothering Ross more than the silence.
"Where's Rachel?" He asked.
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO