An: I'm sorry this took so long. Exams and school are hell.
Dedicated to Lillywhitecherub who reminded me people were waiting and liked this story. Sorry it took so long Lilly.
White Door
Alex stared at the white door. It was the only thing standing between him and freedom. He could see the world outside it. The night sky was cloudy, rain pounded down, flattening grass and soaking flowers and trees. The wind howled roughly as it battered windows and doors. The storm had been going on for days. Alex heard murmured fears that if it didn't stop soon the town would start to flood. Distractedly, Alex wished it would. It might cause a big enough distraction that no one would notice when he slipped away.
He was going to get out. He had promised himself. But it was going to be difficult. He had to find a way to get passed that white door.
A hand touched his shoulder and he blinked, looking up. The very nice doctor stood behind him. Alex believed his name was Henders. Doctor Henders.
"It's time to go back, Alex."
Alex frowned. He didn't want to go back into that room. The white room on steroids. He shifted his shoulder, wishing, not for the first time that night, that the straight jacket he wore was burning in the deepest pits of Hell, instead of restraining him.
He blinked again and let the very nice Doctor Henders guide him back to his room. Glancing back once more at the white door.
He had an idea.
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