Crazy Hospital(Tooth and Heart)

[AHeartlessNobody]

'Does it matter how you lose family? It's still loss." She mumbled lightly, crossing her arms, burying her face against her arms. To be honest, she would have rather happened what happened to him happen to her. Lose everyone at once. She had seen her family slowly lose and fall apart through out her whole life. It was hard. Though, like she said, it didn't really matter how you lost your family, it still hurt all the same. She moved to look up at him, "If your parents did that, then they don't sound like parents at all. Instead of thinking about what they lost, they should have been grateful for what they have left...I know I would have been."

[Toothless]

“What do you know?!” He shouted at her, sharp tongued and furious. He was just about on his toes in puffing himself up- so mad about her claim of loss and the insult to his parents that his image seemed to spark and splutter. “Every fifteen minutes one of them died because I couldn’t bring what those murderers wanted. Just once my parents trust me and look what happens?! The oldest was seven, then five, then my littlest sister she was three. In that order. My parents had every right to throw me away! They should have tossed me down a well!”
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He paced hard and fast with footfalls that actually made a sound, thrusting knuckles against his forehead before throwing them forehead as he looked at her again. “I would do anything to somehow make it up to them. Do you have ANY idea what that feels like?” It was almost desperate- the hope that someone would get it. That feeling that drove him insane. “I just… I just gotta go.” He jerked and was suddenly in front of the door before lurching through it and slamming into an employee that was passing by.
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The uniformed man staggered sideways and fell clumsily to the ground as the ghost sprung away unseen. Looking absolutely disgruntled by the momentarily possession he had preformed. That sort of thing just didn’t happen and he needed some air- the air he couldn’t get.

[AHeartlessNobody]

She watched quietly as the boy basically had a meltdown, a little wide eyed, wondering if he was going to try and go at her. Hit her or something of the sort. He sure did seem angry enough. She wondered what the murderers had wanted. It had to have something big. Something that maybe the boy couldn't bring to them in time. She watched him go and eaned back frowning ever so lightly. She got up rom her corner and moved to lay down on the old and bumpy mattress in the room, curling up, shivering, wishing more then anything that she could just leave this place.

[Toothless]

After all the pain-
It had been dark.
At that point nothing was more welcome,
No drive had remained and death was a breath of fresh air.
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To take him away was all he wanted but he felt that regret like a weight tethered around him and it kept him rooted when he tried to run. This was suppose to be his one true escape and yet the demons still lingered and the walls still circled him. Then there had been emptiness- he sort of liked that.
He had begun to forget who he was.
Who use to be.
Had started to fade from existence.
This happened to ghosts who lingered too long.
Their souls lost forever.
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But she saw him and somehow that little fact made him feel alive again. Angry and scared... He slipped between levels of sanity, calling the names of those that had been lost and arguing with himself as he traversed the halls. Emotions that effected the physical realm, sending a spider web of cracks across glass and causing lights to flicker and blacken. This building was old though and breaks were common. There was moments where it all seemed like a dream to him or maybe it was all just a side effect of the drugs. As if he would still come to on a lumpy cot and be all alone. That feeling-
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He hung over her, sitting there on the edge of the ‘bed’ though he did not touch it. He watched her in the silence of the facility and didn’t speak for a long time- just watching her sleep. When he did finally address the space he did so softly: “you bother me kitten. So soft and sweet and scared…” And that was all there was too it. Like those siblings that stared at him with large frightened eyes. “You… bother me…”

[AHeartlessNobody]

The door to her room slamming open was what woke her up the next morning. She sat up quickly to see the men who escorted the paitents tot he testing sites came in and of course once again dragged her by her arms out o fher bed and to the first testing site. They didn't tell her what they were injecting her with, but it hurt and stung. Once it had settled into her though and the stinging in her veins calmed a bit, she was dragged to the next testing site. This one was more a physical endurence site. They put wires on her and had to run on this thing that she didn't know the name of. They continued to speed it up, making her run faster and faster until her legs gave out and she tripped. Then, the last testing site they sent her to for the moment was her 'therapy.' They sat her in what like a electric chair. After a closer look, she found it WAS an electric chair. She had fear in her ears as they sat her in it. then the person in charge spoke to her.
"So, tell us. Why are you here?"
She paused, trembling, speaking quietly, "I...I...I see ghosts." She let out a yelp of pain as the chair sent a shock through her body.
"There aren't such things as ghosts, Anna. Now are there?"
"Yes there are. I saw one when I was--" A small scream as the chair electrified her again, this time with just a little more power.
'Do you stil believe in ghosts Anna?"
"But I--" Aother scream and more electricity. As she screamed, she yelled out a 'NO!' and they stopped the electricity.
"What was that?"
"Th-t-there aren't an ghosts...."
"Good girl. Me, take her back to her room."
Then she was dragged off again, back to her room and left there, huddled in a corner, sobbing lightly and trembling.

[Toothless]

The dead had no need for sleep.
There was spaces between awareness but he knew he was still ‘awake’.
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He was a constant bystander in a place he hated.
It stopped bothering him though. He had nothing to fight for- no light at the end of this tunnel. Why was it he couldn’t leave? To watch others die was an old torture and it was ultimately where everyone ended around here. Somewhere along the lines the screams were no longer his own but the girl that had suffered loss as well. It wasn’t the same and yet… it was. As much as he wanted to stay away he found he couldn’t, with every passing moment he found it eating at his existence- it was something akin to pain. If she was gone would all these previously forgotten feelings go as well?
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“Don’t do that.” It was a pitiful sight and he crouched down in front of her. “They are wrong of course, you aren’t crazy. What are you talking about she bucking mad?” He pinched his own knee for that outburst and unnecessarily cleared his throat. “If ghosts aren’t real then what does that make me… of course you’re not crazy."

[AHeartlessNobody]

Anna continued crying softly, trying to ignore the presence she felt. She knew he was there in the room with her before he even spoke. And when he did spoke, she slowly looked up at him, tears still running from her blue eyes and down her pale cheeks, "B...but I...." She visably flinched in pain. The last time she had said a stutter like that those men had shocked her. She buried her face against her knees for another moment before she tried to calm herself and looked back up at him, "I....I don't know who is right any more.....if.....if you are real.....then.....why me? Why can I see you instead of someone else.....?"