The Enclosure

Chapter XVI

Ethan walked down the hallway, the corridor of doctors, here for his monthy trip to the doctor. Ever since he joined the Enclosure he was having symptoms of Schizophrenia, to control this for his work he was required to go to the doctors every month for a check up and a shot. The shot was a stabilizer to make sure he never showed an signs of a mental disability, when ever he had signs of acting up he was required to take medicine which of course knocked him out for days. It weakened his system and shut down everything he thought about, it made him feel weak and look weak to the Enclosure. Walking to the office he opened the door to a young man with square faced glasses, he had a small beard kept to his chin. His hair was blonde with brown hair at the top, his eyes a deep blue, he held a simple smile before seeing Ethan.

"Good evening Monroe!" The Doctors cheery mood stood out to everything he'd seen, Ethan didn't see many happy Enclosure workers, but his Doctor was one of the very few.

The Doctor loved his job, he'd worked there for a long time and was big in Enclosure hierarchy, everybody loved him. He was extremely sweet although he never admitted he didn't trust Callagei, the Doctor was extremely sweet and supportive to everyone. The two had been talking for five years and had gotten close, not as close as Dr. Bergandail but closer than Dr. Jekyll down in the mad science labs. But this was also because he was his therapist so he had to know things about Ethan.

"How is everything with you." The Doctor adjusted himself in his seat, Ethan walked over to his chair and sat across from the Doctor looking to the ground with a small frown.

"I mean this week has been pretty hectic,"

"Oh, care to explain."

"Not really,"

"Monroe."

Ethan looked to the ground twiddling his thumbs trying to think of any other subject. His medicine was wearing off, he felt everything start to sweep in slowly, The Doctor knew this and tried his best to change the subject.

"How about we change the subject, you came for your monthy shot correct." 

"Yeah of course," 

Ethan pulled up his sleeve, the Doctor pulled out from his chair opening a cabinet entitled "Schiz", he grabbed a needle and a little jar. He injected the needle into the tiny jar, placing it back on the desk and walking over to Ethan. Pushing up Ethans sleeve he placed the needle on his arm and pressed it slowly into his skin. The liquid emptied from the needle, Ethan winced at the pain before looking to the needle. Everytime he took the shot he felt himself empty, it numbed him, the Doctor pulled the needle out of his arm and threw it into the trash can on the ground. He walked over to the sink in his office and washed his hands watching as Ethan grasped onto his arm.

"Sorry about that, I'm re-"

"I know your required just I feel like a machine under the Enclosure everytime I have to take it." Ethan interupted him pulling his sleeve down his arm and looking to the doctor with a small smile.

"I wish you wouldn't have to use it but it's best for you and it's the only treatment for your disorder."

"So it's official?"

"It's been official since you walked in my door Monroe," The doctor pulled off his gloves and sat back at his desk. He looked to Ethan with a simple smile, something that cheered Ethan up the littlest bit.

"Dr. O'Brien what's your opinion on Callagei,"

"I'm not allowed to disclose that Monroe."

"What are your opinions on th-"

"Monroe."

Ethan gave a little pouty frown looked away from the Doctor, Dr. O'Brien smirked and stood up, while this was a short meeting he only job was to make sure Ethan came for his shot and left with his medicine.  But he always liked checking up on Ethan, Ethan was son of Dr. Colestone one of O'Brien's closest friends back when he worked for Ember.