"Insane Asylum"

Chapter 3

+++Curiosity+++

While they walked down the hall, Ciel took his chance to glance around this supposed 'Insane Asylum', looking for anything that might prove it to be his mansion.

Then, he realized he had sanity, of a sort at least. The institute was huge. Each room that was for a patient was one of his guest's rooms. His office and several other meeting rooms were the offices of other doctors. His own bedroom was apparently the room the therapist loved using most. The main living room was an open recreation room.

Glancing out the windows, he could even still see the gardens and forest around them.

In his subconscious mind, he could understand how this place could be seen as his mansion- no, or was his subconscious making it look like an institute in some insane dream?

He thought they were going to the dining hall, but his supposed 'doctor' led him straight to the kitchens, weaving through cooks preparing lunch for the other residents.

"What would you like today?"

"...What are you doing?"

"I always cook for you," he said, leaning down and pulling out pots and pans. "Personally, I have to say the chef and his staff aren't the best. Our provider isn't exactly fond of the mentally unwell and doesn't care how they're fed, but I find that it's better to be on a diet that benefits you if you want to get better."

The dark haired boy leaned against the counter and stared. 'Sebastian, this is nonsense...'

"...Is there a mirror nearby?"

The obsidian haired man stopped grabbing cooking items and turned to him.

"Why?"

"I need to see something for myself."

The man put down a cutting board and started up again, a small smile on his face. "Down the hall right outside at the end. There is a staff bathroom there."

Ciel nodded and moved to the back of the kitchen. A staff bathroom? Ah, taking this way no one else could get there unless they went through the kitchen itself... Safe? ...A bit poor for being weary of crazy people actually.

He couldn't stop glancing around though. There were other patients, right? Were they allowed to roam freely like Sebastian was allowing him? Were they harmless?

He decided to not worry about it much as he pushed the door open, ignoring a glance or two from other staff members, waiting in a stall until he heard the door shut from the last occupant.

He glared in distaste. Stalls of toilets and showers and large sinks you'd only feel comfortable seeing in a doctor's office with those half-wall mirrors. It was... disturbing to him.

What were the patients bathrooms like if this was for staff?

He moved toward the long mirror and sinks, looking over himself. Same deep colored hair, light skin, cool blue eye... same eye-patch...

Wondering what he'd see, and how badly he could punish Sebastian for this entire set up when he proved to himself he was Ciel Phantomchive, Earl, Funtom owner, and the Queens Watch-Dog, he reached for the black cloth.

+++End Chapter+++

AN: Thank you Vivacia18 for being this story's beta!

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