Welcome, my friends...
Welcome to Evreen Asylum, kiddies ...
Everyone says your crazy, thats why you're here, after all...Crazy, special, whatever...You've had outbursts, dreams, freakout-tantrums...t-tendencies...Something....
A grayed sky...An ivy-eaten building that matches the color of the clouds...You find yourself being 'escorted' up to the wrought-iron gates, then through them along the cement path...Through another, monitored, fence with only one entrance, and it's boundaries go too far for you to see the other sides of the electrified chain-link.
The trees around are pines, so thick and tall they blot out the road that brought you to this place. Their boughs are black, at least thats how it looks this late in the evening. They are, usually, rich, darkened emerald...
A pleasant-looking woman, perhaps with too much botox in her stiff and plastered expression, greets you in a voice of poisoned honey. She's wearing black, looking professional. The inside room looks like a waiting room, a few chairs and a randomly checkered linoleum floor are seen. They look newly waxed, and pearly white where there isn't a colored tile.
What a joke. As soon as your relieved of your previous escorts, your joined by two rather..Worse-looking ones as the professional lady leads you down the hall...Past the room...And past the door you came in. Everything is white, and still rather clean-looking...and you suddenly hear Miss...Emilie? yes..Thats the proffessional-lady's name. Miss Emilie. She's explaining the six sections..No 'student' (that's what she's refering to you as) is put on a certain floor for a certain purpose.
You feel uncomfortable, boxed by one escort to your side since your other's against the wall, Miss Emilie in front, and the other escort behind you...she's talking about your condition, Emilie is.
Suddenly you come to a room, after walking up two flights of stairs. Upon it's opening, with the key Emilie pulled from her pocket. This makes you..Concerned. Inside your room, you see two beds and another person on the windowsill looking outside. There are bars on both sides of the sturdy windowpane...This kid is your "Room Buddie" Emilie explains.
The guards are referred to as Escorts, and they will be outside in the hall. Your Room Buddie is just simply a way of saving space, you guess...
Emilie, still speaking in an awfully annoying and down-putting voice, says farewell and that she'll continue this tour at a later date before leaving...You can't help but think of that key now, as you turn and look over the kid's shoulder at your view. The other person turns to you and looks remorseful, like..Almost sad for you.
Days pass, you've been...Properly introduced to Evreen Asylum's grounds...And, thankfully, made friends with your R.B.. She's named Ayah, and has been here for two months...You get to talking one night, in whispers....
Your Room Buddie explains that no student knows anything about whats really going on...and says something about...Two floors, not just one....Thats all she gets out before it's lights-out, and you fall asleep unwillingly, unknowingly and seeminly on-command...
When you wake up, your...'Room Buddie' is gone and you can't shake the feeling that you woke to screaming in the silent room...That there's something crueler here...A secret...And you remember another thing Ayah...Shared with you. Something every 'student' learns, and knows...And fears.
Created when...Created for...What they do in the back rooms, in the basement...All things no one knows...But everyone does know, that, eventually, your taken. They come for you...And you don't come back.
...To Hell.
