Midnight.
The pacing was subtle. Back and forth, back and forth. The occasional sigh of boredom or the tap of something against the wall in room 18. It's sole occupant hadn't been able to go asleep yet. Another sedative made useless on her immune system for all that it did in making sure her eyes never closed for long. The mangled stuffed animal on the ground was a sign for something wrong to a degree, a single utterance of it's apparent "betrayal" in the grand scheme of things as she kept moving back and forth and back and forth and back and forth.
A half hour to pass.
The insatiable slam on the wall was that of a punch being thrown at it as she began to speak of things that didn't quite make sense. But one of the many claims against the empty air came in a voice quite terrifying and completely enraptured in the tale that was being told as a result of things.
"TWO PILLS A DAY will keep the bad things away! HIDE THE PILLS AWAY and the Guests will come out to play!"
Whatever the fuck she was on about, it wasn't anything normal. Another hallucination perhaps? Had they hidden her pills from her? That just wasn't nice.
Fifteen minutes after the half-hour.
She'd stopped banging on the wall and had sat down in front of her own room door, knocking on it in an uncoordinated and messy pattern. Sometimes, They knocked back. The little game of "Knock Knock" was played by so many of the Guests. So much fun, so much fun...Haaa, she might actually stop causing too bad a racket that the Plague Doctors wouldn't have to come and gas her room again with that pretty purple smoke. Instead, it would just be the simple but effective methods she had of using up her time as she failed to sleep or even manage herself into reasonable bed attire.
Knock, Knock Mai.
Knock Knock.
Knock...Knock.
...Hahaha.~
The pacing was subtle. Back and forth, back and forth. The occasional sigh of boredom or the tap of something against the wall in room 18. It's sole occupant hadn't been able to go asleep yet. Another sedative made useless on her immune system for all that it did in making sure her eyes never closed for long. The mangled stuffed animal on the ground was a sign for something wrong to a degree, a single utterance of it's apparent "betrayal" in the grand scheme of things as she kept moving back and forth and back and forth and back and forth.
A half hour to pass.
The insatiable slam on the wall was that of a punch being thrown at it as she began to speak of things that didn't quite make sense. But one of the many claims against the empty air came in a voice quite terrifying and completely enraptured in the tale that was being told as a result of things.
"TWO PILLS A DAY will keep the bad things away! HIDE THE PILLS AWAY and the Guests will come out to play!"
Whatever the fuck she was on about, it wasn't anything normal. Another hallucination perhaps? Had they hidden her pills from her? That just wasn't nice.
Fifteen minutes after the half-hour.
She'd stopped banging on the wall and had sat down in front of her own room door, knocking on it in an uncoordinated and messy pattern. Sometimes, They knocked back. The little game of "Knock Knock" was played by so many of the Guests. So much fun, so much fun...Haaa, she might actually stop causing too bad a racket that the Plague Doctors wouldn't have to come and gas her room again with that pretty purple smoke. Instead, it would just be the simple but effective methods she had of using up her time as she failed to sleep or even manage herself into reasonable bed attire.
Knock, Knock Mai.
Knock Knock.
Knock...Knock.
...Hahaha.~