Fic tiems II!
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"Nurse, I don't know what to tell the family. He continues to call out for a boy that died not too long ago. We'll have to keep him longer." The doctor says to the lady in white who nods in return. "Let's give him some sedatives to calm his rattled nerves."

Two stronger males come up and keep the straps pulled tight around the arms and legs. The lady in white leans over close to Alex as he struggles to refuse this treatment. The lady injects the liquid within the syringe into Alex's bloodstream. "It'll all fade away soon, Mr. Shepherd. Just let the medicine do its job."

Alex struggles with the liquid in now to keep awake. Everything around him begins to blur and sounds begin to shift into this slow sound of deep voices. Eventually Alex was in a good state of sleep. The doctor and the others walk out of the room and lock the door with poor Alex in his room still strapped down. The straps were too tight as it cuts into his arms. Eyes shut but mind still fights the medicine. Nothing could get him down. Footsteps quietly fade into the sound of silence as the people in the halls go on. Alex once again is left with his solitude of guilt. Yet he forgot about it as his mind dumped the truth into the lake that night. In the mental institute there is nothing but silence that could grasp the room. Alex's eyes fight within the lids and he struggles to even try to keep back tortured memories of what could possibly even have happened. His arms twitch and his brows move. Outside in the halls he hears the screams of the other inmates of this hellhole. People who claim they too are sane and only lie to skin a nurse or doctor. Alex knows something just didn't seem right though. Sure they look and act nice right now but what happens when the lights go out? Alex hears screams and cries of other inmates that could make your blood run cold.

Chains rattle and flesh can be heard ripping along as people cry out. "DON'T LET HIM GET ME! I'M INNOCENT!"

Alex forces his self to wake up in the middle of the night with lights off and nothing but moans and screams can be heard. He struggles against the tight restraints to move away. A faint glance out the room's window as another patient is drug away by something. Eyes widen as he sees a bloody palm press to the window and smear off. Alex about yells out as well in horror. His heart now ten times faster at pounding against his ribs. What the bloody hell was that?! He doesn't care how painful it is to his arms or legs. If that was coming for him, Alex did not want to be here to have that happen to him. Veins begin to bulge as he pulls with his might and skin begins to tear with each time. He tries to keep silent with everything even with the new found pain seeping in. He hears the terrible sound of cries and agony from down the hall. Patients were screaming and crying out for help. Why isn't anyone helping!? He continues to pull and tug with all he has. Blood now is seen as he has tugged enough through raw skin and the arm where the straps are on is tender.

"I got to get out of here! I got to get out... Where is everyone?!" Alex exclaims frightened and unnerved. His mind races to the worst thoughts ever as he pulls and finally with enough blood along one arm slips free of a strap. Alex begins to remove the other strap. What was that sound? Liquid along the floor dropping into a puddle. Alex grabs around for a possible flashlight. Something needed to light his way. He was in the dark!

"GOD! GOD, HELP ME!" Screams patients all along the hall. People rattle the doors from the inside and others scratch along walls. They didn't care if nails were ripped from their fingers.