We're Not Insane!

Chapter Two: The 'Asylum'

 I slowly started to open my strange purple eyes, I take a moment to look around the area, a bit dazed. Flashing memories of what happened last night flashed in my mind, it was daytime? The sun was shining brightly, I liked the sun, it was a clear day and not a cloud in the sky! The sun gave off a warming touch into the car.

"Get up, we're here." The man in a blue uniform states, I glance outside of the window to see a building, it was big and white, seemingly very clean yet had no windows... This strange place gave off a very bad vibe, but I couldn't tell what it was that made this place seem... Unsafe? Evil?

The same man pushed me out forcefully, grabbing my arms with a hurtful grip and pushing me to the strange cold road, most likely going to form a bruise..

'I want Alex! Where's Alex?! What did they do to her?' I quietly whimper as the man tugged my arm harder, signalling me to be quiet, I obeyed, not wanting to get hurt anymore. The closer we got to the windowless building, the strange and unnerving vibe and dread grew.

"Hello! How can I- Oh, it's just you Bruce, is this the last of the brats?" A lady in white asks, she looked to be around in her 40's, grey hair, brown eyes, pale skin, 'Bruce' nods.

'So that's his name..' I thought quietly to myself.

"Great, bring her some clothes and to... Room." She orders the male, I feel a hard tug on my arm, I look up to 'Bruce', he gave me a white dress before pointing to an seemingly empty room. I took the clothes with a soft sigh and walked inside, once I stepped it, dust floated up from the floor, the coldness of the room was very noticeable...

Not thinking much about it I changed into the bland dress quickly, after I walked out, I gave the male my normal clothes, he tugged my right arm again.

'I'm seriously am starting to get annoyed with being tugged on my arm like some stupid doll..' I thought, this time, I tugged my arm from him, catching him off guard. He and the women looked at me, a strange look in the males eyes, anger? Probably, yet the women was surprised to see I fought back.

"I'm not some stupid doll you can tug around, I'm perfectly able to walk like a normal person!" I yelled, pushing him back and kicking him where 'mommy' always told me not to when I'm with a male, 'Where-The-Sun-Don't-Shine' or whatever that means...

"HEY!" The lady barks at me, she quickly picks up a black devices that looks like a speaker or a 'Walkie-Talkie' she starts talking into the mic of it, fear bubbled inside of me, I started to panic and look around the room to see where I could possibly run. Before I could start though, I was dragged (literally) by my long, brown hair, I hear a grunt and a snip, I look down to see brown hair, behind me was a man in white with scissors!

I tried to push him but he grabs me before I could even touch him as he starts dragging me down a hallways by my arms, I tried to struggle but soon got tired and decide to just go with it. We come to a stop, to the left was a big, white door that had a big sign that said 'Male Solitary', solitary? What's that? I look to my right, another white door with a sign, but this time it had the words 'Female Solitary', again? What's with that big word?

Before we even go inside the door right door, I get this chill, like... Somethings not right..? We're not alone... Or we're being watched? Some thing is wrong with this place, but what is it?