A/N: Thanks to Marrokinhas's many mores for a burst of energy I needed to
keep writing today. I had been feeling a little BLAH and uncreative until
I saw that four people had wanted to read more. It feels good to have four
people reply to me in one day, so I give you some more story to sink your
teeth into. It's even ahead of when I planned to put it up. But,
finished another chapter only minutes ago, so this one can go up. Yay!
Gabriel woke up to the sound of commotion outside of his room. The rooms were soundproof, so it took loud noises to be able to hear. But, even the slightest change to the silence Gabriel was in would grab his attention. He saw nurses running about, and he wondered what was going on. It didn't concern him enough to get up and walk over to the plexiglass windows in the room, but he stared in the direction of the windows and continued to see nurses running about.
Dr. Dragulia had taken a personal day off, and the doctors in the psychiatric ward were trying their best to get a room ready for a serious patient that was coming up. It was a woman, who was said to be far more schizophrenic than Gabriel. She was considered a danger to others, so they were trying to find a straight jacket to put on her. Michelle was the one who found the straight jacket because she knew where to look. She'd had a suicide case where a girl needed to be restrained by a straight jacket, so finding the straight jacket took her no time.
Dr. McCall was the one who came up and took the jacket. "Thank you," he said relieved. Then, he left.
Michelle wanted to go see what was going on, but she figured she would stay and help get the room ready. She caught one of the nurses and asked, "Where are they putting the patient?"
The nurse pointed to the room to the right of Gabriel's. "She'll be put there."
Michelle worried about the woman being that close to Gabriel. 'He's terribly schizophrenic, but he's not dangerous. Well, at least I don't guess he is because he had the chance to kill that med student and me yesterday. But, he didn't. I consider that not dangerous."
Gabriel saw Michelle standing staring towards the entrance of the psychiatric ward. 'They're bring someone else here,' he thought. 'I feel sorry for the person. It is not pleasant being locked up in here.'
Several doctors and the tall and heavyset receptionist Vinny, who was a bouncer on the weekends, escorted the crazed woman into the psychiatric ward. She was on her knees, and they were dragging her. She was screaming, and Michelle realized she knew who the woman was screaming for. The woman was screaming, "Gabriel! Gabriel!"
Gabriel heard his name being screamed and he ran to the plexiglass window. He saw a woman being dragged by many hospital workers. 'Why is she screaming for me,' he wondered. Then, Gabriel saw her face. She had dark, curly brown hair and warm brown eyes. Gabriel knew her, and his brain screamed out to him her name. Gabriel answered the woman's screams with his own. "Anna!"
Michelle heard Gabriel's scream over the soundproof material that his room was built out of. She was in shock that Gabriel knew the crazy woman, and she turned to see the new patient. The woman had heard Gabriel and turned to see him at the large window in his room. "Gabriel," she screamed and stood up. She fought to get free and run over to the window, but the workers held onto her tightly.
Gabriel banged his hands against the plexiglass window and yelled, "Anna!" He remembered Anna, and that was the piece of his life that was missing when Dr. Dragulia had been there. That was the pain from the night Dracula died. Anna had died because of Gabriel, because Gabriel couldn't control the werewolf he'd become. Now, Anna was there standing only yards away from him, but he couldn't get to her. "Anna!"
The workers had to pull Anna past the window at Gabriel's room. Gabriel looked over at Michelle when he could no longer see Anna, and he saw that Michelle was trying to figure it all out. She turned and looked towards the entrance again. This time, Cameron came running up. He looked over at Gabriel with wide, yet hopeful, eyes. He ran over to where Anna was being jostled around, and he saw the code for her room: 111086.
Gabriel didn't know what to do after he saw Anna, so he just stood at the window. He heard commotion in the room beside him, and he ran over. The wall was moving, and he realized that the wall had been a white curtain that gave privacy to Gabriel's room and the room beside his. Gabriel saw that curtain ripped down to reveal Anna standing there alone in her room. She placed her hand against the plexiglass wall, and Gabriel put his hand up against the plexiglass as well. He looked into her eyes and remembered the pain he'd been in after her death, and he felt instant pain. "Anna," he said to her.
She didn't hear him, but she read his lips. "Gabriel," she answered. Her brown eyes met Gabriel's brown eyes, and both felt better about not being alone. Anna felt awful about being locked up, but she saw there was hope in Gabriel's eyes. She wondered what Gabriel knew that she didn't.
Cameron waited until all the doctors and nurses were occupied with paperwork for Anna, and he sneaked over to Anna's room. He tapped on the plexiglass, Anna's room was all plexiglass, and he got her attention away from Gabriel. She walked over and scowled at him. Cameron took out his notepad and wrote a note on it for her. He showed her the note that read : 'I'm Carl." She scrunched her face up and stared at him. He opened his eyes up wider so she could get a good look, and he saw her recognize him then. "Carl," she said from inside her room, and Cameron nodded.
Cameron looked over and saw Gabriel, who had a satisfied look upon his face. Anna turned towards him with a big smile, and she realized that was what Gabriel knew that she didn't. He knew that Carl was there and was not considered crazy like they were. Cameron stood up before anyone noticed and walked away from the rooms. He acted like he was interested in what Anna's so-called diagnosis was. "What is the story on the woman," he asked Michelle.
"She's a dangerous schizophrenic that believes that she is in the last 1800s, just like Gabriel." Michelle sounded shocked, and Cameron ignored her confusion.
Cameron laughed. "I guess it's an epidemic."
Michelle frowned at him. "Don't make jokes, this is serious. You can't be up here with an attitude like that Mr. Michaels."
Cameron crossed his arms. "Look, lighten up. I was trying to make the situation seem better. I mean, what if we really do end up with a lot of people believing they are in the 1800s? We will need humor just to keep our wits about us. I--"
"Just don't do it again." Michelle warned. "At least not around me."
Michelle walked off, and Cameron took one more look at his friends from a previous life. He was a bit saddened that he knew how each of them had died, seeing his memories were all pieced together and always had been. He even had journals that told him what he didn't remember. At that moment, he wished he hadn't had read how his friends had died in their previous life because it was making his soul overwhelmed by emotions. He shook the feelings off and walked away hearing the doctors there call Anna a mysterious, but crazed woman. Cameron laughed inside and thought, 'She's not as crazy as you all think.'
Gabriel woke up to the sound of commotion outside of his room. The rooms were soundproof, so it took loud noises to be able to hear. But, even the slightest change to the silence Gabriel was in would grab his attention. He saw nurses running about, and he wondered what was going on. It didn't concern him enough to get up and walk over to the plexiglass windows in the room, but he stared in the direction of the windows and continued to see nurses running about.
Dr. Dragulia had taken a personal day off, and the doctors in the psychiatric ward were trying their best to get a room ready for a serious patient that was coming up. It was a woman, who was said to be far more schizophrenic than Gabriel. She was considered a danger to others, so they were trying to find a straight jacket to put on her. Michelle was the one who found the straight jacket because she knew where to look. She'd had a suicide case where a girl needed to be restrained by a straight jacket, so finding the straight jacket took her no time.
Dr. McCall was the one who came up and took the jacket. "Thank you," he said relieved. Then, he left.
Michelle wanted to go see what was going on, but she figured she would stay and help get the room ready. She caught one of the nurses and asked, "Where are they putting the patient?"
The nurse pointed to the room to the right of Gabriel's. "She'll be put there."
Michelle worried about the woman being that close to Gabriel. 'He's terribly schizophrenic, but he's not dangerous. Well, at least I don't guess he is because he had the chance to kill that med student and me yesterday. But, he didn't. I consider that not dangerous."
Gabriel saw Michelle standing staring towards the entrance of the psychiatric ward. 'They're bring someone else here,' he thought. 'I feel sorry for the person. It is not pleasant being locked up in here.'
Several doctors and the tall and heavyset receptionist Vinny, who was a bouncer on the weekends, escorted the crazed woman into the psychiatric ward. She was on her knees, and they were dragging her. She was screaming, and Michelle realized she knew who the woman was screaming for. The woman was screaming, "Gabriel! Gabriel!"
Gabriel heard his name being screamed and he ran to the plexiglass window. He saw a woman being dragged by many hospital workers. 'Why is she screaming for me,' he wondered. Then, Gabriel saw her face. She had dark, curly brown hair and warm brown eyes. Gabriel knew her, and his brain screamed out to him her name. Gabriel answered the woman's screams with his own. "Anna!"
Michelle heard Gabriel's scream over the soundproof material that his room was built out of. She was in shock that Gabriel knew the crazy woman, and she turned to see the new patient. The woman had heard Gabriel and turned to see him at the large window in his room. "Gabriel," she screamed and stood up. She fought to get free and run over to the window, but the workers held onto her tightly.
Gabriel banged his hands against the plexiglass window and yelled, "Anna!" He remembered Anna, and that was the piece of his life that was missing when Dr. Dragulia had been there. That was the pain from the night Dracula died. Anna had died because of Gabriel, because Gabriel couldn't control the werewolf he'd become. Now, Anna was there standing only yards away from him, but he couldn't get to her. "Anna!"
The workers had to pull Anna past the window at Gabriel's room. Gabriel looked over at Michelle when he could no longer see Anna, and he saw that Michelle was trying to figure it all out. She turned and looked towards the entrance again. This time, Cameron came running up. He looked over at Gabriel with wide, yet hopeful, eyes. He ran over to where Anna was being jostled around, and he saw the code for her room: 111086.
Gabriel didn't know what to do after he saw Anna, so he just stood at the window. He heard commotion in the room beside him, and he ran over. The wall was moving, and he realized that the wall had been a white curtain that gave privacy to Gabriel's room and the room beside his. Gabriel saw that curtain ripped down to reveal Anna standing there alone in her room. She placed her hand against the plexiglass wall, and Gabriel put his hand up against the plexiglass as well. He looked into her eyes and remembered the pain he'd been in after her death, and he felt instant pain. "Anna," he said to her.
She didn't hear him, but she read his lips. "Gabriel," she answered. Her brown eyes met Gabriel's brown eyes, and both felt better about not being alone. Anna felt awful about being locked up, but she saw there was hope in Gabriel's eyes. She wondered what Gabriel knew that she didn't.
Cameron waited until all the doctors and nurses were occupied with paperwork for Anna, and he sneaked over to Anna's room. He tapped on the plexiglass, Anna's room was all plexiglass, and he got her attention away from Gabriel. She walked over and scowled at him. Cameron took out his notepad and wrote a note on it for her. He showed her the note that read : 'I'm Carl." She scrunched her face up and stared at him. He opened his eyes up wider so she could get a good look, and he saw her recognize him then. "Carl," she said from inside her room, and Cameron nodded.
Cameron looked over and saw Gabriel, who had a satisfied look upon his face. Anna turned towards him with a big smile, and she realized that was what Gabriel knew that she didn't. He knew that Carl was there and was not considered crazy like they were. Cameron stood up before anyone noticed and walked away from the rooms. He acted like he was interested in what Anna's so-called diagnosis was. "What is the story on the woman," he asked Michelle.
"She's a dangerous schizophrenic that believes that she is in the last 1800s, just like Gabriel." Michelle sounded shocked, and Cameron ignored her confusion.
Cameron laughed. "I guess it's an epidemic."
Michelle frowned at him. "Don't make jokes, this is serious. You can't be up here with an attitude like that Mr. Michaels."
Cameron crossed his arms. "Look, lighten up. I was trying to make the situation seem better. I mean, what if we really do end up with a lot of people believing they are in the 1800s? We will need humor just to keep our wits about us. I--"
"Just don't do it again." Michelle warned. "At least not around me."
Michelle walked off, and Cameron took one more look at his friends from a previous life. He was a bit saddened that he knew how each of them had died, seeing his memories were all pieced together and always had been. He even had journals that told him what he didn't remember. At that moment, he wished he hadn't had read how his friends had died in their previous life because it was making his soul overwhelmed by emotions. He shook the feelings off and walked away hearing the doctors there call Anna a mysterious, but crazed woman. Cameron laughed inside and thought, 'She's not as crazy as you all think.'