After that night it all began to blur. Everyday like clockwork, Nurse Frisk would come in with food and drugs in hand. Gwen didn't know what she took and frankly didn't
care. It was hard to describe, the spectre never came back, but other then that everything just became hazy. There was still the mind-numbing scenery and routine,
only now it was harder to distinguish time, concentrate, and to stay awake. It seemed to be draining her somehow. Yet Gwen was too tired and apathetic at this point
to put up a fight. Loose 'seeming' memories would pop into her head in fragments without any warning or context. Scenes of a places and faces mostly, usually
bringing anxiety, anger, and fear into her now otherwise emotionless existence. Any sound that tries to leak out from those memories being slurred and unintelligible,
like it was said in slow motion. The one major difference now was the fact that Gwen was finally allowed to move about the facility and even started seeing other patients.
It seemed to early in the morning (the sun outside was low, and Gwen had only had one set of meds so far) and Gwen had gone into the lounge area. She plopped
into a plush blue arm chair, looking out the Plexiglas window. Gwen tried to block out here she was; thinking about anything from her past that she knew for a fact
was true. So far everything seemed to be from her delusions. It was making her head hurt. Apparently Gwen spent a few hours on this futilely attempting this
because Nurse Frisk came from behind with medication in hand. Gwen didn't notice however. She was busy staring eye to eye with someone painfully familiar. A
slender young woman with slick black hair. Her bare face scrunched into an unpleasant grimace as her and Gwen locked eyes; Black and cold grey looking into each
with disdain. The recondition was undeniable. Their swear enemies (after Chris) face to face.
"Heather!" Gwen bellowed, echoing through the room. The other woman just smiles cockily. "Who are you talking to? I'm Darcy Yagami. Who are you trying to be?"
She said nonchalantly. "GWEN! I"M GWEN! THE "GOTH GIRL" THAT YOU BULLIED FOR THE LAST FIVE YEARS! Oh god. Where are the others? Where's Courtney,
Duncan, Lindsay, Sierra… Oh god did they die? Chris killed them didn't?! Where's Zoey, Mike and Cam?! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO CHRIS!?" Gwen starts
demanding the woman, then loses focus and demands no one in particular. The young goth shaking, drawing heavy breaths as the nurse tries to talk her down. Gwen
blocks out her pleas. "Did she come her with the same story as me? Did say say anything about Total Drama?! Answer me that," Gwen demanded as she gestured to
Darcy. Nurse Frisk didn't answer, instead she pulls out a small black box. She presses a red button at the top and says two words quietly, "code orange." And with
that quiet order a number of orderlies bursts onto the scene trying to restrain Gwen as she tried to run, but the closest door was too far and two men grabbed an
arm. Before she could even try to escape them Gwen was being held by anywhere between three to six of them to keep her from kicking them; which a few even
comment on through her screaming. Two long and cold needles went into her neck while this was going on. Dark spots came into her vision and grew until there was
only darkness as her eyes closed and her head fellow to one side. The small crowd around her move to her cell and lock her into place after calming the
other patients.
A young woman on the far side of the crowd managed to slip away undetected. She was a long and curvy figure, with a sheet wrapped around her to
conceal her features. Going down a long corridor until she finds her destination: a large air vent with the screws barely hanging on. She slowing unwraps herself,
freeing her movement as to make her escape once more. She stands atop a latter left behind from earlier repairs. The woman climbs to the top quickly and with one forceful thrust of the
arms she pulls off the panel screws and all, arms hanging onto the bottom of the vent, she and thrust herself up and climbs into the hidden passage.
That chapter 4 everyone! Sorry it's shorter again. It's a flaw of mine. I need to stop it while I still have something planned that I can do next chapter to have something to work off of. I believe they call it leaving the audience in expense. Anyway who do you think the mysterious figure is? Comment below! I want to see if anyone can figure it out.