Post by Raine on Dec 15, 2009 8:51:29 GMT -6
Disorientation’s digits wrap themselves around her mind; blurring her vision and distorting sensory perceptions. There are wires taped to her temples and various other places that twist around the woman, and brown leather restraints bind her wrists to the cold metal slab beneath her. For a moment panic flickers and she begins to struggle. The woman doesn’t notice the three figures, watching her with pity and disgust. They believe she is too violent and aggressive for her own good, and as a certified member of Carrie’s Asylum stationed on what is now present day, Riverside, California, the doctors are certain she is only cure-able through a lobotomy.
They approach and her writhing becomes more frantic as her imagination grows wild and the patient doesn’t see three men in lab coats but rather lizard men with grotesque features. To describe the procedure would be truly horrifying, and it all starts with shocking their patient into a coma. Then one would hammer an icepick-like instrument through each eye socket, wiggling it in to her brain.
That was in the 1930’s. And since then psychosurgery has long since been outdated and has vanished in the ash of Carrie’s Asylum. It was burnt to the ground sometime in the fifties, and was re established in the seventies as Malsain’s Psych Ward. A mental hospital specializing in troubled adolescents and young adults. The world of psychology had changed drastically in those years and new perspectives have brought introspection on treatments that are more successful. Needless to say, the ward has become highly respected and almost famous for it’s ability to treat it’s patients.
However, it’s been known that in the stillness of the night and when the moon drags herself to the top of the sky that strange noises occur through this high level facility. Noises, that echo deep from within the bowels of Malsain’s Psych Ward, dangerous yet somehow enticing enough to seduce anyone that dares to listen to travel below, to the burned remnants of Carrie’s Asylum. They were never cleared out, just built on top of. Some patients are found wandering down here, and most can never make it back up on their own. They claim to have seen ghosts. Or some evil presence that still lingers in the permanent soot atmosphere.
Perhaps it’s really nothing, only the hallucinations of the mentally ill. But honestly, the real question isn't can you accept the trip all the way down to the pits of past suffering and torture but rather can you accept your very own downward spiral into complete, hysteria.
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