Halima Asylum discussion

If you are here it means you killed or attempted to kill someone. Some of the people here are completely insane. Some just made a wrong decision. It doesn't matter. If you are in this ward you are kept under lock and key. Not aloud to leave your room. Occasionally some escape. And that's when the asylum gets interesting.

Denessa tried to scratch at her skin, but after they had discovered the last scars, they were keeping her finger nails too short to scratch. She was sitting on her bed waiting for Annabella to show up so she could leave this room. It gave her the absolute creeps. There was a rope tied around her ankles and hands that attached to her bed post, not that she could try to escape since the doors in Dysemphinia were about all but bomb proof.

Denessa shut her eyes as the door opened and the pure wight light from the hall seeped in. She would never really get used to it but she was getting better. The first week she was here the light had triggered her immediately. "I'm safe."

Annabella waited until she heard Denessa say that before opening the door all the way and heading into the room. She walked over to where Denessa sat and put her hand cuffs on her and attaching them to the metal hand rails that were on the wall all around the building. She then untied Denessa and they walked out the door.

Denessa stopped walking at the first door that got in the way of the rail and Annabella quickly grabbed the chain that wasn't already attached to the bar and attached it to the bar on the other side of the door way before unattaching the one before the door. They had to do this at every doorway since Denessa was never to be unattached to the rail.

Corinna sat next to her brothers bed, he was hand-cuffed to the bed as he was almost everyday. Her own wrists were attached to the chair she sat on, just in case she had a breakdown. "How are you Cor?" Seth asked his sister, knowing this was the only time that she would actually talk.

"I'm okay" Corinna murmered as she watched her twin.

Jacklin awakes with a start, nearly jolting out of her bed and onto the floor. Only the restraints held her up. She sighed, not remembering the where she was or how she got here. It usually meant that Marie was in control for a while. She recognized the white walls and metallic smell of a hospital. She had been in 7 different mental institutions, so she knew this was one of the cleaner ones. She turned her head to take stock of the small white room. A bed with ankle and wrist restraints, a chair with similar bindings and a door. She waited silently for the door to open and an unknown face to come in and undo her shackles.

Jasmine stepped inside the room she had tied Marie in yesterday. The form on the bed looked slightly malnourished, Marie having refused to eat until she was let go, and unwashed. But when Jasmine say the softness had returned to her Eyes, she new Jacky was back. It was enough to make her smile. She walked over and untied the girl and asked how she was.
'I'm ok' her voice was slightly raspy from all of Maries screaming.
Jasmine helped her up and walked her out and into the courtyard, steadying Jacky's week body.