GOD'S FAVOURITE. 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞.

GOD'S FAVOURITE.

All humans were born equal...?

"Has she said anything since admittance?" Detective Mizuki muttered lowly to the nurse as they walked through the dimly lit halls, shadows casting over the eggshell paint with their shined shoes clacking against the dust-ridden floor with little grace or care towards the evening protocol and its incessant need to bring along further interruption.

"Not a word." She replied curtly, unlocking the iron door and bowing politely to both security guards. "In two years since you placed her in our care, Patient L/N refuses to even make eye contact with anyone but her psychiatrist. It's quite problematic. Especially when one considers her past behaviour. She is quiet, and often able to be controlled but never explicitly allowed outside of her confines recently. In all truth, Sir, she's quite the tamed beast when left alone, she does not protest unless we attempt to put her around other patients."

He paused for a moment in his line of questioning, a gruff hue to his ageing tone. "Has the Doctor reported any type of odd behaviour recently?" Detective Mizuki pressed, his confusion bubbling as they delved deeper into a more secluded hospital area. "I don't mean to blabber and all Darlin' but surely you can understand the need to be thorough in these final checks. It wouldn't do well to provoke said animal, would it? Not for my damm reputation anyway. Give me one damm reason to keep her locked up and then throw the key away I say."

It had taken precisely three minutes for the guards to allow them to pass through the area, warning with strict caution they should walk with both eyes forward and far away from the cell bars. From the lifeless inquisitivity of its staff with their half-hearted answers to the decrepit state, it would be humorous to try and explain the owner of such an establishment belonged to a millionaire, he had certainly decided against proper decoration or pleasing aesthetics. Putting aside their visual complaints, they continued their uneasy stride with their hands firmly placed on their gun hollisters as if they could ever bring up the nerve to use them unprovoked, It's not as if the weapons would be useful or all that needed considering how isolated the area was, but still, there was nothing wrong with being careful in such a place.

Taking note of the way she visibly flinched at the question, the group stood in what felt like a suffocating silence. With the door now facing them each could hear the tortuous cries emitting from the one below, another cackling out loud as if he summoned the seven deadly sins to converse within the confines of his mind. It was pure suffocation. The dried stench of mould and compressed air, not a window in sight nor a place for laundry and hygiene combined with the dullish walls and yellowish wallpaper created an atmosphere that could drive even the most humble of mankind into insanity.

"I...Don't think that's my place to say, Detective. I don't mean to waste your time but this is a terribly delicate case as you're aware." The Nurse trailed off, eerily reserved from her chipper demeanour prior as she bowed her head, stewing in her self-absorbed silence. "It's not in my best interest to know the more intimate details of our patients. I usually attend to medications and bed checks...Menial tasks, that sort of thing. Any information about patients in this wing is to be brought up with the Doctor himself. He's very particular with his confidentiality."

"Why has she been so isolated compared to your other patients?" Soichiro Yagami continued with his tone more on the defence, the comment had earned him a glare that was swiftly shrugged off, his first step being taken from outside of the shadow of his partner. "Surely, that's the exact thing we're trying not to do? Is it not recommended to create a positive environment fit for rehabilitation...Is he aware of the standards of the lower part of the hospital?"

Although he regretted the wisp of brashness, nobody could exactly blame his bluntness. Out of every officer that had taken part in this case he had grown the most attached to the victim, even protesting her need for prolonged psychological evaluation. The hospital itself certainly had earned a reputation for its more controversial methods, with the patients often drugged so much they could barely let out a slur of words and with the subpar living conditions both Detectives wondered how such a place had been granted access to stay open in the modern age even with it's benefactors.