The day's spent following their respected schedules and getting to know their set of patients, meeting other patients that weren't under their charge, and making mental notes of what they learnt as they went around the building, the floorboards creaking under them as they see parts of the old plantation house in the staircase leading up to the second floor where the on-site nurses and doctors lived.
Orderlies generally went home after their shifts, unless there's an emergency, while it's a low-security hospital, there's still security guards present, but they didn't show up until after nightfall until the early morning.
The hospital didn't want the patients becoming scared or agitated if they see security guards, hence why they're gone before the patients woke up.
Patients have access to phones in their rooms that allowed him to call the front desk if they need anything during the night and the security guards at the desk passed it forward to the respected doctors assigned.
Going through the day and acclimating to the setting, the two have some idea why they're called to the hospital, something about two patients transferring out, and they couldn't find out more since the orderlies didn't know much about any transfers unless it's someone under their charge.
The only way for them getting any answers' from talking to the patients, wasn't too difficult since they're given free rein in the hospital provided, they didn't cause problems, and they stuck with their charges. Couldn't be too careful nosying around where they shouldn't, especially as they don't know the other patients.
Lila asked Trudy if she happened to know about the transferred patients, Trudy replied that she remembered them acting out constantly, one of them almost cut Max's wrist during bed check with a knife stolen from the kitchen.
The other one went far as trying to set a fire outside his window, but claimed he wasn't trying to set fire to the hospital, trying to stop something, instead.
They became too much for the hospital that it transferred them to a higher security hospital.
"Did you know them?" Lila asks Trudy if she knew them and Trudy says that they started out fine, so she talked to them, one of them liked painting.
Began changing for the worst in two-three months of staying at the hospital, though, that Trudy became afraid of stepping outside to tend to her garden.
"Why's that?" Lila inquired why their changes made Trudy suddenly afraid of going outside for the brief time they stayed in the hospital and Trudy responded with saying that they started saying things.
It ended up getting to the point Trudy started believing them and it took the doctors multiple tries getting her to step even a foot outside.
"Sara always said these weird things, like women looking in her window, and-and Jon claimed that some black thing's after him," Trudy tells Lila about some of the things the former patients mentioned before the hospital transferred them.
Hearing this made the little voice in Lila's mind start to whimper as she processed what Trudy told her.
"Was Jon sick?" Lila felt her heart rattle as it silently warned her against asking that question. It begged her, but her brain didn't listen, and her mouth did as told.
That, Trudy didn't know, because she avoided him, purely out of fear, that he's crazy. Actually, crazy. He almost set fire to the hospital with his antic, that's crazy as far as crazy goes, according to Trudy.
"Did you see anything?" Lila shifted topics, asking Trudy if she happened to notice anything, something out of place that normally isn't, changes that went unnoticed until now.
While cleaning the hallway with her mop, Trudy says that outside her two plants becoming food for animals, she didn't see anything.
Lila then asked if she knew about anyone working in the hospital that might've unexpectedly left a little after the transfers.
Thoughtfully thinking to herself as she held the handle of the mop under her chin, Trudy replied that she noticed that one of the orderlies left.
At least a few weeks after the transfers, she didn't have him assigned to her, though, so, she couldn't tell Lila much about him.
"You know anyone who was?" Lila asks and Trudy replied that she doesn't think he was assigned to anyone in particular, maybe he was assigned to those two, and when they transferred, so did he.
Excusing herself and allowing Trudy time to finish mopping before dinner, Lila went on trying to find another one of her charges, hoping that they'd know more.
Found Jacob, the third charge on her sheet, playing Dungeons & Dragon with the other patients before dinner, only after they finished this week's module did the other patients take their leave, and leaving Jacob as he collected the books, die, boards, and character sheets.
Lila helped him put everything up, minding where she's walking, since Jacob moved with his wheelchair.
Car accident around the age of twenty, ended up taking drugs as a coping mechanism, nearly OD'ing in the bathroom stuck to his wheelchair of his old home's enough for him to seek help.
It's a hard task, admittedly, he lapsed a few times during his treatment for addiction, but he's pushing himself against the drugs he used to cope the loss of walking. He wants to stay sober, get off the drugs for good, and find a new life for himself.
He's three months sober and striving for a full year, but Lila hoped he succeeded in his latest attempt going clean.
Not an easy undertaking, but Jacob's genuinely wanted his life back.
While helping him clean up, Lila asked about Sara and Jon and the orderly that might've been assigned to them.
Moving his wheelchair around the sitting area that usually became their hub for discussing things around a circle with their doctors, Jacob said that he's not surprised that they transferred out.
Jon almost caught the building on fire and Sara acted like she's in a horror movie with people out to get her.
Yeah, they're in a mental hospital, so that's a dime a-dozen, but the way she played it, it looked like she's in an Alfred Hitchcock movie with the way she acted.
"What about an orderly that left around the time they did, do you know?" Lila continued asking him questions, hoping that he'd know something, and Jacob said that he remembered seeing an orderly.
Can't think of his name, didn't have him assigned, so Jacob's mind blanks on that.
If he left around the time, they did, maybe he was theirs, and went with them, happens all the time.
"By chance, did you get see anything out of the ordinary?" Lila asks him as she helped put up the rest of the books, separated the die into their proper bags, and put up the chairs.
Shaking his head, Jacob said he didn't really see anything out of the ordinary, but he doesn't get outside much, on account of his wheelchair.
The doctors wanted to make a path for him in the back area for him, so he's able to go out for a roll around, get fresh air easily, then sitting on the porch.
The administrators approved and installed ramps for him, but haven't had the chance putting together the blueprints for an accessible path.
Without any care of getting in trouble, probably because he knows Lila isn't cut from the same fabric as the administrators, Jacob says that the only reason they haven't gotten around doing it's because the hospital doesn't make enough money for them and only did the ramps so they wouldn't get into trouble.
Sure, the ramps helped and Jacob's able to move around the back area on the grass towards the building, but there's parts further out where it's heavily uneven, and unless you're directly on top, nobody would've known until they stepped wrong.
While Jacob could've easily made circles around the flat areas, he's able to push himself on, it'd be nice having a smooth even path towards the creek that goes through parts of the forest further in the back.
Maybe he can't swim, but he wouldn't mind sitting near it for a while, contemplating quietly as he does, nothing wrong with that, right?
"Everyone else gets to go," Jacob summed his reasons why he wanted a path to the creek, the other patients under the watchful eyes of the orderlies, gets to go to the creek when the weather permits, and he's forced to stay back at the building because of it.
Looking at him, Lila tried cheering him up, saying that he'll get to see the creek, eventually, but Jacob wasn't optimistic, saying he's waited long enough, he'll be sober for a decade before then.
After cleaning up, Lila saw Jacob as he wheeled himself out of the room, leaving her alone as she's processing what he'd told her.
The little things starting to add up, made Lila fearful of what she's hearing, the little signs there, enough that she didn't want them true.
She's hoping that it's something different, something that's not what she's thinking, anything than what she's pushing in the corner of her head.
Please God, don't let it be what she thinks this is leading up to, and she prayed silently to herself as she went to find her fourth charge.
He doesn't like showing his face, doesn't come out of his room, and his medications and food required going through the slot in the door because he doesn't like people going into his room.
So far, he's harmless, nobody complained about him, and he's highly educated, even the doctors come to him for advice. Orderlies working on degrees come to him for tutorship, if you can believe that, and from what some of the female nurses say who managed to sneak a peek at his face, he's a looker on top of it.
Don't really know why he's in the mental hospital, but it's believed he willingly checked himself in due to mental fatigue.
Or possibly the new Hannibal Lecter, just haven't heard anyone losing their liver, yet.
Well, the day's almost over, but still young, if he so much as says something along the lines of liver, fava beans, and Chianti, Lila's not sticking around there long.
Don't know why she's even bothering asking him if he hadn't left his room since he came to the hospital, doubted he knew anything, bet he wouldn't even know who Lila's talking about, even.
She found his room, door closed as expected, and she stood near the door, knocking on it, she sees the slot opening.
"Yes?" Lila heard Lovett's voice coming through the opened slot in the door.
Incredibly posh sounding, hard to believe he didn't end up in a fancier hospital, but Lila didn't have the time thinking about it, and she asks him if he knew about the patients transferring out.
Didn't think he knew anything, but the man clearly did, because he said he knows that they didn't leave the hospital.
"How do you know?" Lila's curious about the man seemingly knowing that Jon and Sara didn't leave the hospital, which sounded impossible considering, but Lovett insisted that they didn't leave in the transfer like the records say they did .
Baffled, Lila asks him, "Okay, if they didn't leave, where are they?"
If they're still in the building, then that'd be impressive considering someone would've found them by now, but Lovett insisted they're not in the building.
"If they're not in the building, then where are they?" Lila asks him where they could've gone and there's shifting noises coming from inside Lovett's room as he's pulling a chair close to the slot, before he responded to her question.
"I don't think there's anything you can do for them," Lovett informed Lila that there's nothing she could've done for Jon and Sara and she wanted to know why he thinks that.
Shifting in his chair, Lila couldn't see him, he said that the administrators know what happened to them.
The orderly that left after they did, paid off initially since he found out, but the guilt finally caught up to him, and he tried to rectify his guilt.
"Did they kill him?" Lila's chestnut eyes widened as she assumed the worse, but Lovett couldn't tell her anything, he doesn't know for sure.
He does, however, know when it comes to protecting secrets, if it's damning enough, people would do anything to keep them as that, secrets.
Murder, one of the ways of doing it.
It sounded too good to be true and they're in a mental hospital, maybe Lovett's decent, but Lila couldn't simply give him the benefit of the doubt, only because as she pointed out, he'd never left the room when he went in.
How'd he knows anything about the missing orderly and the supposed conspiracy behind it, much less what happened to the two patients?
There's a light chuckle, before Lovett tells Lila something, he didn't go into the mental hospital willingly, more, he's being kept there against his will. Someone up top found him where he shouldn't and did everything, they could keep him here.
"Why would they do that?" Lila's brow raised as she hears Lovett tell her that he didn't willingly bring himself to the mental hospital, someone in the administration threw him in here, because he found out the ugly truth that they didn't want anyone else finding out.
Blinking multiple times, Lila found it perplexing as she pointed out that if someone wanted to imprison Lovett, they would've sent him to a maximum-security mental hospital, guard dogs and everything.
"There's a reason I'm here," Lovett explained to her. "I know what's out there and they know it. I have to play the part or else they'll forcibly drug me. I don't care for needles, do you?"
Lovett's imprisoned in the mental hospital because he found out the truth and someone in the administration office fudged records so they'd legally imprison him without anyone knowing.
A lot of people built up careers by using the ugly truth to their advantage that if one goes down, they all go down, and they'll do anything in their vested power keeping the status. Bribes, murders, rubbing elbows with politicians who have more to lose when the truth gets out, they all know the ugly truth, and know what'll happen if everyone else knows about it.
"Say I believe you, what did they do to Jon and Sara?" Lila decided to give Lovett the benefit of the doubt, he seemed to know more than he let on.
Jon was sick, Lovett thinks he might've had cancer, couldn't tell, never met him, but it's something serious when he's afraid of the dark.
"Why him being afraid of the dark matter to him being sick?" Lila tries to hunch over, looking through the opened slot, wanting to know more.
Only when Lovett said it, did it finally click in her head.
"He did everything he could trying to keep them away, but setting fire only made it easier getting rid of him," Lovett tells her.
Oh, how Lila should've listened to her gut and stay in bed today, no, she had to go with Theodore!
"How did you know about them?" Lila sharply asks Lovett how he knew about… them… and the response bothered her.
Lovett only said, "You told me you were afraid of them. How human their eyes were, how inhuman they looked, how they hunted. You never went outside at night unless…"
He then changed subjected abruptly saying that he doesn't know what happened to Sara, but he doubted they gotten to her.
Thinking to herself, Lila then remembered.
"Th-the females," her voice trembled as she recalled the woman that lured it away from them, how inhuman she looked, but she looked more human than it did.
Since that day, they never encountered anything like them, again.
Lila couldn't see him nodding, but Lovett told her that she told him, that they scared her, too.
Out of everything, they scared her more than the Weeping Angels did.
Despite the shock to her system, Lila's anger came through as she demanded to know when she told anyone about her experiences with those things.
There's nobody else she told.
Hamon, David, Hammond, Al, and obviously, Theodore, that's it, nobody else.
"How did you know about those angel things?" Lila demanded answers on how Lovett knew about the Weeping Angels.
Lovett didn't tell her, despite her demanding him, and he urged Lila to hurry, it's getting darker out, dinner's about ready.
Lila hesitated leaving without answers, but Lovett urged her, saying that at night, she won't have to deal with them.
She should try and eat, get some sleep, tomorrow's when the fun starts.
"How do you know?" Lila pointedly asked Lovett as she tried to see through the slot, wanting to look at him in the face.
He kept away from her sight as he told her why.
They don't come out at night like their counterparts.
Their counterparts moved on after they presumably followed Jon.
"Trust me," Lovett says. "They don't come out at night."