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Padme woke up in her bedroom wth a shock. She heard noises outside. Peering out her window, she saw the men in white coats.
"Damn. After 5 years of hiding from the white coats, I'm taken. I SHALL NOT SURRENDER!!!"
She grabbed the baseball bat she always kept under her bed and headed for the door. The doorbell rang. Not thinking, she swang the door, hitting the window to the side of it, which promptly shattered.
The first man deftly grabbed the bat from her hand, picked her up and carried her to the car, kicking and screaming.
On the way to the Asylum, the rules and guidelines were explained to her. She was then placed in her room, and the door proving to be her only escape was cut off.
She examined her room quickly, it was nothing more than your usual padded walls and void of sharp objects. As she didn't feel like slamming herself into the wall repeatedly, she walked into the room filled with people.

Padme walks further into the room, and realizes it is filled with smoke, and smelled of gas. Walking deeper into the room, she makes out a lump on the floor, and goes over to it. She is surprized to see it was actually a person, a male. She checked his pulse, it seemed fine. Looking around the room, she saw what looked to be a person, struggling with something heavy. She walked up behind the person to see wat it was, but before she was noticed, she saw that it was also a person, but this one obviously not alive. There was blood splatered on her arms, and her fingers were all but gone. She looked at her face and nearly fained. Even though the nose was clearly broken, there was no mistaking the face of the victim. Someone Padme had known since childhood, but hadn't seen in her years hiding from the white coats. She remembered the day she found out that her frined had been taken by the men in the jackets, remembered thinking about how life without her would be. Now she thought about the same things, but it was much different now.
Nan was dead.
And she had arrived less than an hour too late.
Padme, too shocked to do move, just stood there, not making a sound, while tears silently poured down her face.
Remembering.

Padme snaps out of her trance, and noticed the girl who had been holding Nan had said something about paying to her.
She fully comes back into reality, and realized the full extent of whatshe said, coupled with the knife.
Padme ran up to the girl and grabbed the knife.
"No," she said. "Not yet. If he s knocked out, he won't feel anything. Wait a while. Maybe a week, maybe less. Make him think we don't care. Plot his death, make him suffer. Not yet. Not now. It's too soon"

Padme let go of the knife, and nodded, glad the girl was in agreement.
She then gestured to Mintz`'s limp form on the floor.
"What are we going to do with...Him? We can't leave him, and we can't kill him, and he could wake up any second. I didn't check the rooms out very closely, but I'm guessing they don't have closets?"
Pad then realized how little she really did know, had only been in the Asylum for a half hour.
"Who are you? Who is HE? And...Game? Do we need to take care of them?"

((I know what you mean. Mine always feel very long, but are really on the short side. It's weird when one actualy is long))
Padme nodded, trying to take everything in.
"Okay, I think I understand. Will the escape have to be put off until Mintz is killed then? And will the white coats notice he is missing? I'm Padme, by the way."
She quick peeked into the closet, to make sure the ropes really were tight. Satisfied, she turned back to Christa, and started thinking about ways to make Mintz suffer.