Prison Block (part1)

Naegi woke up, he felt really dizzy and felt a pain on his forehead. He touched his forehead and felt something wet on his palm. It was blood. His camera was next to him. He sat on the edge of the bed.

Wait.

Bed?

He stood up immediately, he now noticed that he was inside what looked like a padded cell, the worst in it. There was blood everywhere and the phrase "Rest in Peace" written in blood. He remembered: he was with Kirigiri at the Security Control Room, about to open the main door. And then pain. His first guess was Father Martin, since he's still alive and was already convinced that if it was anyone else, he and Kyoko would be dead.

Wait.

"Kyoko!" he shouted. He dashed to the door and started banging on it, "What have you done to her!? Tell me right now or I'll- Aah!" he yelped as suddenly a patient appeared behind the small window on the door.

The patient looked at Naegi before unlocking the door and ran away from it. The detective slowly approached the open door, his camcorder ready to record again. He opened the door and finally saw where he was:

"Oh my God…" but even he knew that God won't help him and his partner. They were on their own, they were next to the exit, and now they were in the Prison Block of the Asylum, which is always far far away from the entrance.

He was on the balcony of the second floor, if he turn left and walked down the balcony, he will find stairs going down to the first floor. But this didn't matter for now, he also must ignore all the screams of the patients in the cells. He turned right, and started to look inside the cells for his fiancée. But as he took one step, one of those crazy men jumped against a grid, his fingers intertwined with the space between the metal fiber. He started yelling at Naegi:

"BACK! Get back! Get the fuck away from me! Ruh… Don't you look at me. Don't you dare look at me!"

At the last sentence, Naegi immediately put his camcorder down for the man to calm down a little bit and run away in the bloody hallway behind him. Once the man gone, he quickly started to record again, but there was something in his mind way more important, he quickly dashed toward the first room on his right, he knocked.

"Kyoko! Are you in there?"

"Makoto?" a woman voice asked.

"Kyoko! Thank God! Wait a sec I'll get you out!" he exclaimed as he grabbed the handle and opened the door. He immediately rushed inside, only to see her sitting on the bed, he took her in his arms asking her if she was alright, which she answered positively. "Thank God you're alright, I was so worried…"

She returned the gesture, and said that she's the one who should ask that since he did get his head smashed against a screen.

The finally separated, but only so they could hold hands. Naegi noticed that her thumb was slightly wet. He guessed that she might have been biting it, probably worried about his health state. He explained to her where they were after she asked the inevitable question.

"We were so close… and now we are so far…" he sighed, looking down.

"Hey, it's alright…" she put her hand under his shin and lifted it up so they can look at each other's eyes, "We'll find a way out."

He smiled and nodded in agreement. They then decided that it was time to exit this room. Once out, it was time to explore and find a way out of the Prison Block. The right side was blocked by a locked gridded door. So they went left toward the stairs leading downstairs. As they walked past one locked door, suddenly a fist bursted out from the door's window, trying to grab one of the detectives.

Both yelped in surprise. Naegi turned his camcorder toward the window and saw the patient that was obviously a Variant looking through the broken window frame. Like some Variants, his face was full of scars and parts of his lips were sewed. He looked at the couple while trembling like a leaf, but it wasn't of fright, but more like excitement for something they didn't know and they didn't want to find out.

They decided to ignore him as they resumed their march, they also decided to ignore the open door that showed another patient, but way more startling than the other as he was in a corner, caressing his body while moaning strange things. They kept walking, and next to the stairs was another locked grid but what surprised the duo was the people behind the said grid.

"Are they… naked?" asked Naegi, while looking down, and yup. They were naked.

Twins. Staring at them.

Both twins were pale, muscular, and hairy middle-aged men who were stark naked, were slightly drenched in blood and dirt, and had scars on the sides of their stomachs, making it likely they were joined before being separated. The first twin has a hump-shaped head with a neutral face and missing teeth, having brown hair everywhere but the top of his head. The second looks much the same but has a sterner face and messy dark brown hair covering his entire head.

"Who's this?" asked the hairy one.

"Maybe Father Martin's men…" answered his brother.

"Maybe…"

"One of them looks nervous… wait… there's a woman too."

"It's been a while since I saw a woman… she's pretty…"

"Maybe we can have our fun before bashing her brain?"

To this Naegi instinctively put himself between the twins and his fiancée, glaring at the pair of men.

"I want to kill the little man…" said again the hairy brother.

"As would I…"

"But the preacher asked us not to." he whispered but was a bit too loud.

"It would be…. Impolite."

"Not here."

"We give them a running start?"

"That's an idea" agreed the hairy twin.

"And when we kill him, we kill him slow."

"I also have an idea… we break his legs and force him watch our fun with the pretty lady… then we kill them both slowly."

"That's… an interesting idea…"

Both detective flinched at hearing the said idea, Kirigiri slowly put a hand to her partner's shoulder and told him to get away from these two creeps. He agreed.

"I want their tongues and livers." demanded the hairy twin.

"They're yours, I'll take the pretty woman's eyes." concluded the bald one as the detectives walked down the stairs.

They were now to the lower level of the Prison Block and the second they got down the last step of the stairs, a patient who was resting his head against a girder looked at them and said:

"You look like you've seen a ghost."

By looking around they noticed that some of the cell doors were unlocked, and decided to check some of them since there was no exit on this floor. There was a patient walking around and stopped before a wall or girder and started to smack his head against a spot, each hit echoed with a loud crack, leaving a big mark of blood where he hit with his head. There was some patientslaying down into a ball in some dark corners. But the worst was a Variant that was on a wheelchair but his whole body seemed to have been covered by a layer of skin and was sewed on the original body. They walked past this poor man, but he talked to the couple.

'Don't trust them… They will say it's for science but it's not… They were… waiting for us. In this place. Billy understood. They've always been here…"

A new name: Billy. Who is he? Where is he? What did he become? They didn't know. But their intuition told them that they will soon discover the answers.

They approached one of the door but as soon Naegi reached for the handle, the patient inside dashed and banged at the door, the ahoge boy jumped and saw the man's face, he was a Variant and has scabs on his face and giant ones instead of hands. The detectives got away from the door and started to look for a way out.

They got to the other side of the room, it was now Kirigiri's turn to try to open a door. It was locked. She looked back up and let out a loud gasp as a Variant had his face plastered against the door window, staring at her with hungry eyes. He wasn't there a second ago.

They kept looking for a way out and eventually they managed to find a big crack on one wall inside one of the room. They went through this crack and had to go up a wall to get to the first floor. It was way too dark so Kirigiri went first and took the camcorder with her then helped Naegi up. Once the two of them were up, they turned around and almost fell down the hole they came from the deranging sight in front of them.

It wasn't the Variant in a straitjacket that hissed at the couple. No. It was the moaning escaping from a patient's mouth behind the Variant. He was… having a sexual intercourse with a naked beheaded corpse on the floor, in the middle of a pool of blood.

This man suddenly noticed the couple and jump against the wall behind him, hiding his parts with a hand, he started to yell at the detectives.

"Ah! God dammit! What the fuck is the matter with you? You two weren't invited to this, you god damned sickos! What? You like to watch? It's sick. You're sick." he scolded the duo.

They immediately turned away from the crazy man. Kirigiri looked at his fiancé's face once in the light again, she saw stuff like these before but this must be a first for him. His eyes were wide open and he started to mutter:

"Fuck this place… Seriously just fuck this place. Dying is getting lower to the list of the worst things that could happen to us here… Let's just find our way out from this nightmare"

She held his hand to calm him down, he rarely curse. It's a pretty bad sign when he does. They walked down the hallway to join the other balcony of the Prison Block they were in. Ignoring the calls from an inmate and the corpses of some guardians.

As they saw before, the balcony hadcollapsed leaving only the ledge that was still attached to the wall, Naegi went first, his back against the wall and managed to get to the other side with ease. His partner joined him quickly after. They walked down the long corridor and where now in the same place the twins were, but they have disappeared. Suddenly a patient threw himself against the iron bar separating the couple from where they were before.

"You, ah, didn't wait until I finished!" he said, looking at Naegi in a strange way that sent a chill down his spine, "But I saved some for you. Just wait… Wait…" and he ran down the stairs.

"... Lets leave." said the brunette.

"Agreed." answered the lavender haired woman.

They kept walking down the hallway, but a bit faster than before. There was a decontamination chamber illuminating the wall. On it, another text written in blood:

"God always provides us a way. Follow the BLOOD"

"'Follow the blood'? That Father bastard is he really trying to help us?"

They got inside the chamber and the door quickly locked behind them before the decontamination gas got sprayed in the room. The door in front opened, leading to a staircase. Naegi took the battery that was next to it and they walked up the stairs. They learned by looking at a sign that they were on block A of the Prison Block. The got to an upper level and behind a gridded door was another decontamination chamber, but what was interesting about it was the trail of blood going inside.

"Follow the blood, huh?" said Kirigiri, "I think we must go that way."

"I think so too." agreed Naegi while grabbing the doorknob, but the door was locked too, "Let's find another way to the other side. Let's keep going."

They kept walking up the stairs to find another sign, with a blood red arrow going up. They started to hear a voice whispering out loud something. When they got to the upper floor, they saw the source of the voice, a topless patient, face against the wall, and hands touching some parts as if he was looking for a secret passageway. On the wall, written in blood as the other messages.

"DOWN THE DRAIN"

And the man whispered continuously:

"Down the drain. With the blood, he said. The only way out is down! Down the drain. Down the drain..."

Next to the man was a hole leading to the decontamination chamber that they saw before. As Naegi was about to jump, Kirigiri stopped him and asked him to hand her the camcorder for a sec. He gave it to her and she looked at the darkness at a corner of the room. She walked over there and came back a second later with a file in her hand.

They read the file, it was about Father Martin, and as they suspected, he wasn't a real priest. He's actually a patient from the asylum suffering from a strange case of schizophrenia about hearing a 'higher calling'. It seems that finger painting calmed his symptoms with great success. But ever since he got transferred at Mount Massive, the doctors prevented him to do finger painting. As if Murkoff WANTED their patient to be more disengaged from reality. At least it explains the writing on the walls with blood, some sort of finger painting.

"What was Murkoff thinking?" wondered the female detective, putting her hand against her shin to think about an answer.

"I wonder too… But for now, let's find a way out of here." he said.

She nodded and both jumped down the hole.

To be continued...

In the next chapter of Survival at Mount Massive Asylum…

"Just SHUT UP and let me think for a minute! Quiet! QUIET! AAAH!"

"He-He just killed him!"

"They weren't experiments, they were rituals… a conjuring…"

"Now… now we indulge… their tongues and livers… mine."

"Are you sure you can do it, Kyoko?"

"I have to if we want to get out of here."

"He… He just ripped his body off the man's head!"

"But he said something about security protocol, containment. What if he isn't the problem here? What if he's trying to fix it?"

Down the drain. Follow the blood. But is Martin really trying to help them?
If they follow the blood will they manage to find their way out?
Or will it just lead them to their doom?

For them moment, it's all they can do.