It's been two years since the traumatizing mishap that happened
at Pace Highschool, all i remember is standing there watching
bodies hit the floor. every classroom i saw as i ran down the
halls was engulfed in flames; the smell of burning bodies made me
gag as i inhailed the smoke of rotting flesh. I couldn't find an
exit i couldn't find it in me to run anymore there was fire
everywhere i turned, smoke and ashes in my lungs i couldn't
breathe. i fell to my hands and knees trying hard to catch my
breath, all i could hear was wood burning and people screaming
for their life and more gunshoots then less and less screams. As
i was catching my breath two black shoes covered in blood stood
in front of me, i looked up and a tall body stood infront of me
dressed in black jeans and a white dress shirt that was rolled up
to his elbows his shirt was covered in blood i couldn't see his
face it was hiding behind a bunny mask that was also covered in
blood. The large mask stared down at me, he took his large Ak-47
and put it to my head i closed my eyes tightly knowing what was
gonna happen next i heard a click then another and another but
nothing had happened, opened my eyes and the man behind his suit
was still standing there. He tossed the gun to the ground and
reached behind his back and pulled out a small gun and put it to
my head this time i couldnt bring myself to close my eyes i
waited there on hands and knees to be put down by this man. He
stood there with the gun to my head for what seemed to be an
eternity, but he didn't kill me he reached down with his left arm
that had a small burn scar on the wrist
before i knew it i was being thrown over his shoulder i blacked out after that and woke up in the back of an ambulance in front of the school i had no injuries nothing i was perfectly fine i never understood why he didn't kill me that day. The school has been completely rebuilt and soon will be the second anniversary of that disaster; Everyone mourns for their lost ones at the memorial on the east side of the school. Personally i prefer not to, all it that does is bring sadness and bad memories that i try very hard to supress and having a whole day to the dead students of Pace highschool doesn't really help.
"Miss Briar?, Miss Briar!" i looked up and saw Ms. Parde staring
down at me with her right eye brow cocked up, and her lips were
pressed in a hard line making all the wrinkles in her pail face
stand out. "Uh yes sorry" i said. "Ramona Briar were you day
dreaming again?" she asked already knowing the answer; it's
disgusting when teachers do that. "No i wasn't" i said softly.
she finally relaxed her eye brow, its about time. "Don't forget
your intern ship at the Phsyc hospital starts today after school,
don't be late it's a great opportunity i worked very hard for you
to have this internship." she said sternly. "Yes i know i will
not be late." i reassured her. She knodded and went to the front
of the classroom to begin her lecture. I noticed Kimberly was
staring at me "Yes?" i said to her trying not to be too rude. She
slightly raised her eye brow and i could already tell she was
preparing to be rude like always, "You know i'm interning at
Manhatta Phsyc also, i'm really going to get that referal letter
from Dr. Brandon Bateman" she said in a very snotty tone. "It's
not a competition" i replied. "Yeah it might not be a competition
right now but today at 3:00pm it is, and i'm going to win who
knows i might even be his assitant!" she batted her eyes at me,
everything is a competition for Kimberly Perkins, she believes
she is the Prettiest, Smartest girl in the world, personally she
looks like every other blonde haired blue eyed girl to me, She
stands tall at about 5'7 much more taller than me her skin is
very fair toned, she has a few light freckles on her face,
perfectly straight teeth and a new nose that her parents were
more than happy to pay for.
The bell rang, school was finally over "See you at the hospital" kimberly said walking away from me, i rolled my eyes and walked to my car, i began to drive to Manhatta Phsyc. I am pretty nervous to be starting this internship, this is a great opportunity for me and i really do not want to blow it a referal letter from Dr. Bateman will really help my chances of getting into a good University. I pulled up to the hospital and parked my car. I made my way to the front desk there was a young ginger woman sitting at the desk she looked as if she was in her early to mid twenties, she had the most freckles on her face that i have ever seen on a human being, her big brown eyes looked up at me and she flashed a friendly smile "Hi, how may i help you?" she said "Hello, um I'm Ramona Briar i'm here for my internship" she began to type away at her computer "ah yes Miss Brair here you are" she handed me a very fancy card that was connected to a clip "this is your name tag and access card, the elevator is straight down the hall Dr. Bateman will be waiting you on Floor 7 have a nice day" she smiled again "thank you" i said as i made my way to the elevator, i pressed floor seven and that annoying elevator music came on, i noticed a little card slot and blank button on the panel, it really sparked my intrest why would you need a card slot to get down there. My curiousity got the best of me, i took my card and stuck it in the slot and pressed the button a loud button sign ran through the elevator "access denied" said a computer voice through the elevator "Hmm you must have to have special authorization inorder to get down there" i whispered to myself, something i really need to work on is how nosey i am, i know very well i should leave well enough alone but i cannot seem to let go of whats down there.
i arrived on the seventh floor and met up with Dr. Bateman and Kimberly, "Hello you must be Miss Ramona Briar" Dr. Bateman said to me as he reached out his hand to shake mine "Yes i am, its very nice to meet you Dr.Bateman" he smiled at me "Your teacher Ms Parde had nothing but nice things to say about you, you have an outstanding record Miss Briar, i look very foward to working with you" he said happily kimberly snarled at me "like wise sir" i said to him and when he turned his back i stuck my toungue out at Kimberly. "follow me ladies ill give you a tour" Dr. Bateman walked us through the hospital and the labs and showed us where they keep the patients. "Now ladies, you two are very young and beautiful young woman and as you know this is where we keep the most desturbed patients, in this hospital i would advise you to stay away from the patients unless you are with a partner, it's just not safe." he warned. "Is this some kind of prison?" i asked. "of course its not" kimberly snapped. "Actually ladies, in a way it actually is you see the most mentally desturbed criminals that are very twisted in the head come here because they are simply too much for any other hospital to handle and we do our very best to treat them, now follow me and i will take you to the lab in which you will be working." we followed Dr.Bateman into a large lab where he handed us both two white lab coats. "Now this is the lab in which we administer bloodtests, cat scans and such so you will be working with some of the patients we have in the facility.
Throughout the day, i had met alot of the prisoners, the Dr. likes to refer to them as patients but we know what they really are, i found the prisoners very facinating , how they acted completely out of their minds as someone else would call it but they don't seem crazy to me just different they have a different way of thinking a twisted way, it doesn't justify the things they have done to get put here, but it doesn't make them crazy. i was filling out a report on Dr.Batemans Desk, Kimberly had already started her butt kissing so he wasnt paying much attention to me. As i was putting away my report i noticed an open file on his desk, i looked up at Kimberly and Bateman and they were still in deep conversation. I decided to read the file
Name: Saul Hansen
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Dark Brown
Weight: 162 pounds
A Paranoid schizophrenic with extreme violent tendencies, with massive illusions of violent grandeur. Extremely psychotic, with disassociatve personality disorder. highly intelligent,bouts of suicidal tendenciesntisocial Personality Disorder (along with depression and schizophrenia). The criteria for APD are exhibiting at least 3 of the following traits:
1. Failure to conform to social norms with respect to lawful behaviors as indicated by repeatedly performing acts that are grounds for arrest;
2. Deceitfulness, as indicated by repeatedly lying, use of aliases, or conning others for personal profit or pleasure;
3. Impulsivity or failure to plan ahead;
4. Irritability and aggressiveness, as indicated by repeated physical fights or assaults;
5. Reckless disregard for safety of self or others;
6. Consistent irresponsibility, as indicated by repeated failure to sustain consistent work behavior or honor financial obligations;
7. Lack of remorse, as indicated by being indifferent to or rationalizing having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another.
something about this file made me want to know more, i've read
plenty of files today and none of them were this empy, i need to
know more. there was a blank silver card stuck to the folder, i
knew this would get me into trouble but i decided to take the
card anways. "Miss Briar!" i looked up to see Dr. Bateman
signalling me to come to him. "yes sir" he put his hand on my
shoulder "you are a hard worker and an intelligant young lady,
i'm afraid your time is up for today, but i will see you back
here at 3:00!" i nodded and smiled at him and said my goodbyes,
Kimberly stayed behind, i don't care why but i am glad she did.
i as soon as the elevator door closed i stuck the card in the
slot and pressed the button, the elevator began to move, i was
very nervous about getting caught but chances are i wouldn't. the
elevator door opened to a clean white hall way that was empty,
down the hall was two double doors, i pushed them both open the
room was empty there was a huge glass box the size of a room with
large tubes connected to it, i walked around the room paying no
attention to the box whats so ever. "Hello" said a voice i turned
to look at the glass box and there he was Saul Hansen the hidden
patient. he was sitting on a bed in the cage. staring at me
intently with his bright blue eyes, his wavy dark brown hair was
falling into his face, his face was very chisled and detailed,
his facial hair was very scruffy, but a perfect clean scruff, he
had on no shirt just dark blue sweat pants and dark shoes which
apeard to be vans. His body was very very well built. when you're
locked up in a prison i guess there isnt much to do but work out
is there? "You're not Dr. Bateman" he said softly, "no i'm not"
i replied, he got up and walked up to me and stared at me through
the glass, God this man was handsome. "you don't look like a
doctor at all" he looked down at my name tag "Miss Ramona Briar"
a wicked grin started to form on his face and he giggled a little
but "you're an intern they don't let interns down here to see me"
he said never taking his eyes off me "No, no they don't" i said
softly "breaking the rules eh? my kind of girl" he said with a
devilish grin on his face. i stared at his left arm there it was
the one thing i remember the burn on his wrist. He caught me
looking at the burn on his wrist and put his arm up to the glass.
"Yah my old man wasn't too much of a fan of mine" as he said it
his bright blue eyes grew cold and dark. "i'm so sorry i said."
"I remember you" he said sofly titling his head to the side. "2 years ago, the stunt i pulled that got me locked up in this place, i would have killed you, yah know?" he said as if he needed reasurance. i knew i shouldn't push it, i should have ran out of this room as soon as i learned who he was but something i can't put my finger on what it is, but something kept me standing there something made me want to come down here and i can't figure out what it is. "Why didn't you?" i asked. He smiled again. "Well my gun had no more bullets haha" he said non chalantly "yes but your other gun did and you wouldn't pull the trigger." i said sternly i really wanted to know, i needed to know why.
"The first time, my gun ran out of bullets you see, and you were terrified i saw you shake your eyes were shut and you were a mess. You were coming to terms with the situation you expected death but i had no bullets. The second gun you were ready to die you were waiting for me to kill you, you looked up at me with those big green eyes and it was almost as if you were challenging me begging me to kill you. you were on your hands and knees in front of me covered in ashes and blood you looked magnificent with your smooth brown skin and bright bright green eyes and messy brown hair, your pink lips were as pouty as can be and you were a magnificent sight. i may be a murdering bastard but i could never destroy something so beautiful so wonderful your eyes are my favorite shade of green and in that moment i was weak, so i took you out of that school and i took you to safety, i knew i was going to jail one way or another so it didn't really matter." he turned away from me and walked to his bed but looked back at me again "if me and you were ever in that situation, sweetie i can't promise you we will have the same outcome" his tone was dark and twisted, he was very unpredictable, one second he is soft the next second he is cold he is so interesting.
"why were you shooting up the school" i asked, he closed his eyes and looked up at me with irritation written all over his face. "why so many questions? why do you care? everyone who was there is dead GONE! never coming back. you are here you are alive today breathing and you care about what had happened two years ago, my sweet you shouldn't care about lives that mean nothing ." he snapped.
"you killed a lot of my friends!" i snapped back. "FRIENDS!? FRIENDS?! When me and my men shot up that school i saw people throwing other people infront of them just to save their own ass! you had no friends my dear you could have easily been one of those people tossed out as bait, when people are fearing for their lives they become savages, cowards its hilarious and you think you have friends? my dear you have none." now he was sitting on his bed staring at me studdying me. "You are one beautiful Creature, are you african american?" he asked "Yes, yes i am part." i answered i didn't really know what my race has anything to do with what we were talking about but i didnt bother to ask why he cared. "Your other half gives you those beautiful eyes doesn't it?" for someone who gets annoyed with questions he asks alot, his obsession with my eyes seemed weird but it seemed okay because of where we were.
i heard voices coming from the hall i dashed under the nearest
desk to hide i heard Saul laugh at me i tried my best to see
what was happening, i shouldn't have came down here finding my
way out is going to be hard now. "Here we are Miss Perkins, i
will leave you to do your reasearch but i must warn you not to
enter the class jail he is one of our most dangerous criminals"
Dr. Bateman said as he walked out. "I'm Kimberly Perkins, i read
your file Saul, you're very dangerous i like dangerous" he said
seductively. Saul didn't reply to her he layed back on his bed
and closed his eyes. Kimberly began to open the door to Sauls
glass prison, then shut it back. "what are you scared?" Saul
laughed with his eyes still shut. "I thought i might interveiw
you face to face but even though i like dangerous i am not
willing to lose my life." kimberly said with that ugly smirk on
her face. i saw saul turn to his side and look over to where i
was hiding and he threw a flirty wink in my direction.
"I wanted to ask you about the shooting at Pace High two years ago is that okay? i just want to understand how your brain works, you saved a girls life that day why? if you had come to murder everyone in the school why did you save her life!?" Kimberly's tone seemed very uneasy
"You seem unhappy with me, and i didn't save her life i spared her life but then again if i had left her their she would have sophocated and her body would have burned or she would have been shot my my crew so yeah in a way i saved her life" he said quietly.
"you're not all evil then are you, you saved that girls life you're not a murderer this is a front" she snarled. Saul got up and walked up to the glass "You have a very big mouth, one day that is going to get you killed and i just might be the one to do the job , GIRL" Saul laughed wickedly.
"You cant kill me you're locked in this place you have been for 2 years of your life you can't get out you will rot here" she yelled. " I can see you're angry with me, this conversation has went down hill. You're the Phsyciatrist, well from the looks of your name tag Intern. Shouldnt i be the one upset and you be the one calm? and Kimberly is it? i am a very very patient man i will wait however long i need to to see out a plan and if you're on my hit list, no matter how long it takes, your name WILL BE CROSSED OUT" he yelled as be slammed onto the glass scaring Kimberly and causing her to fall back, Saul laughed at her as she gathered her paper work and ran out of the room.
"She's gone you can come out now" he said softly staring in my direction. " i must be going now i shouldn't have even come down here" i said as i began to walk out the door "we often do things we shouldn't but thats what makes life fun. Please come again i don't get much visitors here and i do enjoy you very much Rum, it was a pleasure to see you again." i continued to walk out the door i could feel Sauls eyes on me watching me as i left, the lord knows how badly i wanted to turn back and continue to speak with him, something about him made the hair on the back of my neck stand up, He was a maniac a maniac that made my knees weak, a maniac that i had to see again. i knew i shouldnt come back, but i wanted to i had to and i was going to.