RUNNING OUT OF TIME PT2

TW FOR DREALIZATION!! PLEASE ENJOY 

I regained consciousness after God knows how long, what happened? Did I pass out? Did I get ambushed? The lingering smell of roses was the last thing I remember. I can still somewhat smell them, it’s haunting… But I don’t think that should be the priority of my worries. As I forced my crazied eyes to shoot open, I was met with the fimiliar blinding sight of white lights in a white padded room. This was a shock though, was last night a dream? I don’t remember getting caught or captured, but I could have sworn I was there…I couldn’t have been just a dream.

 I sat upright, struggling against my jacket that was tightly tied around me, binding my arms in place. I gave up after a short moment, no use in fighting it, the last time I escaped the straitjacket was when I first came to the asylum, but the staff made sure that never happened again. As annoying as it was, I couldn’t let them get to me, things were already hard enough, I couldn’t afford being depressed about anything they did to me. I forced myself to stand up, though my body wobbled and shook like a newborn fawn, I limped to the door of my room and leaned against it. “Locked” I thought to myself, don’t know what I was expecting though. 

I continued to lean on the door, believe it or not, it was kind of comfortable, I closed my eyes to avoid the bright lights that shone throughout the room. Bright lights always gave me a headache, and hurt my eyes. However they do turn off the lights at night so I assumed that it was day. Just not sure what time, I was still disoriented from last night, not entirely sure if the whole thing was a dream or not. The thought of it maybe having to do something with the rose smell made me shudder. 

At that exact moment the door shifted and swung open, since I was leaning on it I ended up falling over onto the ground. The fall knocked the wind out of my lungs, as I gasped for air I looked up to see none other than Slenderman!…just kidding, it was my personal nurse Lavand. Such an interesting person I always thought, she had silky light purple hair that matched her eyes, kinda gave off a 70s style almost, but it matched her clothes since she mostly wore traditional nurse uniforms from the 80s. She had been my personal nurse for over two years and I honestly never could form a stable opinion on her, which was frustrating but I never seemed to have the time to care or remember to deeply think about it.

As I stared up at her, she leaned down and grabbed the hood of my jacket and pulled me up to my feet. I smiled widely and quietly laughed as she glared at me looking annoyed. Not that there was anytime that she wasn’t annoyed. “Come on, breakfast is in 20 minutes, you need to shower and get dressed.” She always spoke in a dry dead tone, it was always hard to read her emotions but I guess it was mandatory in the asylum since staff showing emotion can sometimes cause conflict between them and unstable patients, or so what I’ve heard from spying on gossiping nurses. 

I rolled my eyes as she herded me to the bathroom. I couldn’t get last night off of my mind, I really thought I had somewhere to be, places to go. But I woke up here…thoughts raced through my head, if it was a dream or I passed out, or maybe something else. I wasn’t sure, but it messed me up. “Whatcha thinking about?” Lavands firm voice snapped me out of my thoughts for a moment. I looked back at her confused while we walked down the halls of the asylum. “You’re only this quiet when you’re thinking about something deep” I shrugged “Naaah! Just hit my head a bit hard when you opened the door and I fell” She looked ahead, avoiding eye contact “well sorry-“ Uugh she’s so annoying, although I would prefer her over pretty much all the other staff members, she still pissed me off most of the time. 

Finally we got to the bathroom, she got a new set of clothes ready while I also got ready for the morning shower. I couldn’t help but ask “was I here yesterday? Or…all night?” She paused and stared at me before nodding “yea, you were here all night” I don’t think I could believe her, it felt too real, but I don’t remember much, my brain was a bit numb, maybe the shower would wake me up more and help me think better. After all, the water is always ice cold.

HEYYYYH THANKS TO WHOEVER READ, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME IF I SHOULD MAKE THIS AN OFFICIAL STORY, I MIGHT ANYWAYS BUT THE ENCOURAGEMENT IS ALWAYS MOTIVATIONAL! IF I DO MAKE THIS AN OFFICIAL SERIES, ILL PLAN STUFF BETTER, MAKE A MORE ORGANIZED STORY LINE CAUSE RIGHT NOW ITS JUST WHERE EVER MY BRAIN WANTS IT TO GO. AND ALSO ILL POST IT ON WATTPAD TOO IF THIS BECOMES OFFICIAL AND ILL POLISH AND REPOST THE FIRST AND SECOND PART AND MAKE MORE. I DONT THINK ILL BE ABLE TO MAKE ART WITH EVERY PART I MAKE BUT I WILL EVERY NOW AND THEN!! SO LEMME KNOW IF YOU GUYS LIKE IT!!