"So Danielle, how are you feeling today?" Bob the psychiatrist asked her while focused on his notes.
"Like the ghost of forest manor" She answer her psychiatrist with a dull look in her eyes. Bob the psychiatrist was a very boring man, everything about him was boring. He talked really slowly with a low voice, he had next to none personality and his looks were boring as well.
"And how is that?" He ask confused.
"I want to get some cheeseburgers" He obviously had never heard of the ghost of forest manor. It's a shame really, it's a nice song. She remember sitting in her small classroom back in Sweden with her 12 or something classmates laughing and singing the lyrics.
" And does this ghost get his cheeseburgers?" Bob ask before pushing his circular glasses further up his nose.
"But of course" Danielle suddenly exclaim loudly and Bob jump surprised. "The new people helped him escape! He's trapped under the floor you see"
"And you too are waiting for new people to help you escape?"
"It's really not that deep Bob, I just want some burgers" She sigh, for someone who's studied the human mind he really was clueless about how it worked. Not everything meant something deeper, sometimes a craving for some good cheeseburgers is just that.
"That's all for today, I'll see you next week" The man mutter standing up and walking out of the door and leaving her alone with her guards.
Not wasting a moment her wonderful devoted guards not so gently pull her to her feet and start dragging her out of the room. The girl quickly turn her head around and spit on the ground.
"Caaaarl" Danielle sing out in her cell.
"Not home" The man respond bitterly.
"None of us are, stop being such a surströmming" She tell the grumpy man with a smile in her voice. She really enjoyed taking advantage of the language situation.
"What does that even mean?" Carl ask irritated, he on the other hand did not enjoy this language situation.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about that" Danielle retort giggling slightly to herself.
"So what's up with you and Mr cray cray" Carl ask the girl curiously.
"What do you mean?" She reply stunned.
"You seemed pretty cozy to me yesterday in the canteen" Carl grin at his friend even though she couldn't see it.
"Hmm, nothing's up with us. Just getting some friends in this hellhole" Danielle retort bitterly at the thought of the asylum.
"That's not what he's saying" Carl enlighten the girl with amusement clear in his voice.
"And what is that crazy man saying" She ask interested.
"That you're his" The conversation ends there when no reply comes, Danielle was too surprised to reply. The clown had ran around telling the inmates that she was his. That's ridiculous. She's not something to be owned, she's not a pet or a toy.
AN: Terribly sorry about the delay and short chapter but I've been really busy and have been too exhausted to write. As always I love hearing from you and getting feedback. Take care!