Asylum chapter 7

*Dr Whalen*

This is going to be even easier than I thought. Dr. Whalen thought. He's every bit as uncontrollable as Vince says he is. I don't have to see him till he's out of isolation. So the more he acts up like last night the longer he stays in isolation the longer he'll be here.

He has no idea what is going on and he never will. Dr. Whalen thought laughing to himself

He'll be here forever if he keeps this up. And as long as he is I keep getting a paycheck. Dr. Whalen thought making himself smile even more.

*Kane*

Why haven't I seen a doctor yet? Kane wondered. I've been here at least a couple of days you'd think he would have at least introduced himself.

Do I even have a doctor? Kane thought. Is this like the other place.

I remember sitting in a room all alone for days at a time when this happened before. They had decided I was retarded because I couldn't speak and didn't write very well.

They just stuck me there. No doctor no help just staring at the wall. Just like this place. The only time they talked to you was when you had gotten into trouble otherwise I was ignored.

If this place is like that I'm screwed. Without anyone to fight for me like father did I'll be here for good. I'll never get the chance to tell them about this being a mistake.

Damn it what am I gonna do? Kane thought fighting the urge to punch something.

*Rick*

"What do you mean I've been assigned to another wing?" Rick asked the supervisor.

"I only know that I have a note that you are to report to B wing for reassignment." The supervisor said.

"This is a crock." Rick said.

"I don't make the changes around here and you know it Rick." He said.

"Fine." Rick said taking his time card and going back off of C wing.

*Dr. Whalen*

Ok that's one problem taken care of. Dr. Whalen thought as he saw Rick leaving the wing. Can't have anyone getting to close to Kane or asking too many questions."

I love that they have begun calling him fubar instead of John Doe. That's sure to piss him off and that will play right into my hands. Dr. Whalen thought going back into his office.

*Kane/Andrew*

"Men's." Andrew said opening Kane's door. "and don't even try anything funny."

Oh there are two of them now. Kane thought seeing the other man standing just outside the door.

Wonder why I'm being handled by two now instead of one. Is it because of last night? Kane thought as each man took an arm and began to lead him to the men's room. Probably I did almost take that guy's head off.

I wonder how many men it took to finally bring me down. Kane asked himself. It seemed like a lot especially after they put the hammer lock on my arm.

I wonder what got into him last night. He's a two on one now and that is not good. He keeps this up and he'll be in isolation for a while.

Ok where to now boys. Kane wondered as he exited the men's room.

Looks like back to my cell. Kane realized as they headed that way.

Once back inside he paced back and forth.

What now? Kane wondered as the door was opened again.

"Make sure your fork is back on the try and in one piece." The orderly said as he laid a tray on the floor.

*Kane*

Now I eat I here too? Kane thought disappointed that he wouldn't even have that much time out of the hellish cell.

These white walls are driving me nuts. I don't know how much more I can take. I need air I need out! Kane thought suddenly not hungry.

What am I gonna do I can't take this any longer. Kane thought slumping down in the corner. I just have to find a way out of this.

There has to be a way. Kane thought feeling his heart clench with fear and anxiety.

Only one other time in my life have I felt like this. Back when I was taken from father. That only lasted a few weeks and I thought I'd go insane. This could be a lot longer without any outside help. If Vince wanted me to go out of my mind he found the way to do it.

"You gonna eat this or what." Kane heard from the doorway.

No Kane said shaking his head.

"Fine go hungry." The voice said, Kane never looked up to see who it was.

I thought I was alone before. Kane thought. But no this is alone. At least before I had books, T.V. and something to occupy my mind my body. Now there is just nothing, nothing at all.

Just the endless white walls. A padded cell. Have I truly gone crazy already. Kane wondered.

*Dr. Whalen*

He's been quiet for a few days it's time to see John Doe. If I don't it will look suspicious.

"Bring me in John Doe." Dr. Whalen called out to the orderly going by.

"You mean fubar." The orderly asked.

Oh so that's what they've been calling him. It suits. Dr. Whalen thought.

"Yeah," he said trying not to smile at the name.

"I'll go get him now." The orderly said.

I'll have to make sure and upset him. He's been quiet to long. If he keeps it up I'll have to let him into the main area with the others. Dr. Whalen thought while he waited for Kane to arrive.

I'll just make sure none of these are available. Dr. Whalen thought as he put away all the pens and pencils on his desk. Locking them securely in his desk.

*Kane/Dr. Whalen*

"Come with me fubar." The orderly said as he opened the door.

Kane rose to his feet slowly and walked toward the door.

Just go easy. Don't make them think you are going to be a problem. Kane thought trying not to react to being called fubar.

Walking outside the room he was greeted by two orderlies. One he knew was Jeff but he didn't know the others.

Kane waited while they each took an arm and walked with them down the hall.

"Good day John." Dr. Whalen said as Kane was brought into the office. "Have a seat."

"Please stay close in case he has a problem." Dr. Whalen said to the two orderlies.

"We'll be right outside doctor." One of them said closing the door.

It feels so odd to sit in a chair again. Kane thought, realizing it had been days since he's had anything but the floor to sit on.

Ok I have finally met my doctor. Now will he help or is he part of Vince's plan. Kane wondered taking a seat.

"Well it says here that you've not been behaving very well. Twice you've attacked staff. You seem agitated most days even punching the walls of your room. What do you have to say for yourself John." Dr. Whalen asked.

I'd love to tell you but I need to write it down. Kane thought miming writing.

No way am I making it that easy for you Kane. Dr. Whalen thought to himself. I need to have a reason to put you back in isolation.

"I don't understand John why won't you talk to me." Dr. Whalen asked.

I can't you asshole. Kane thought again miming writing.

"Well I don't see how we can accomplish anything if you won't help yourself." Dr. Whalen said trying to sound very sad about it.

I'm trying. Kane thought. But you're not understanding.

You need to pay attention. Kane thought beginning to get upset.

"I guess we're done here." Dr. Whalen said taking out a pen to make Kane's chart.

Pay attention. Kane thought tapping the desk loudly then pointing to the pen.

Oh isn't that cute he wants the pen. Dr. Whalen thought. Well that's not going to happen.

"I don't understand." Dr. Whalen said.

I just need this. Kane said standing and reaching for the pen.

Not that easy. Dr. Whalen thought jumping back as if afraid of Kane.

Give the damn thing to me. Kane thought becoming frustrated.

"Oh, you want the pen." Dr. Whalen said as if suddenly realizing it. "I'm sorry but pens can be used as weapons and you've been very violent in the past. I can't take the chance that you'd hurt me or someone else with it."

That's it. Kane thought. You are in on it you son of a bitch. He thought punching the desk.

That's it Kane. Put yourself right back in isolation this time for weeks before I have to see you again. Dr. Whalen thought.

I've had enough of this shit ENOUGH! Kane thought grabbing the edge of the desk and flipping it over onto Dr. Whalen pinning him.

I will kill you! Kane thought circling the desk slowly.

Shit he's coming for me! Where are they?

You won't stop me! Kane thought seeing men boiling into the room.

Turning he faced the men coming into the room.

I will not go back to that cell. I will not stay here. Kane thought seeing red and swinging on the first man to reach him.

He's really lost it. Dr. Whalen thought trying to get free of the desk. With his size someone is going to get injured or worse he'll get through them then come for me again.

One down. He thought when he saw the guy crumple to the ground.

Come on! Kane thought taking on one after another.

Gotta keep them off my back he thought, putting his back to the over turned desk and continuing to fight them off.

Good Kane. Forget about me. Dr. Whalen thought finally free of the desk.

What the hell was that? Kane wondered when he felt a sharp sting in his thigh. Doesn't matter. He decided. And kept fighting.

Everything is spinning. Kane realized unexpectedly. They've drugged me again but how.

The doctor. Kane thought turning his head to look at the doctor now free of the desk.

He did it. Kane thought fighting to stay away and to keep the orderlies and security from getting their hands on him.

Can't. Kane thought feeling his knees go weak.

Can't stop can't let them. Kane's mind whirling as he dropped to one knee.

Need to fight. Kane thought even at his vision began to gray out.