"I'm a criminal."Anne repeated that sentence for the fifth time today. Her head was in turmoil. She didn't know what was really going on with her.The officer said, she was a 27 year old mad woman who massacred her own family. Unbelievable.Anne smiled wryly. She didn't know what the hospital staff was talking about. She herself couldn't remember how old she was, who her family was and what her background was.Most of the memories in her head seemed to have been pushed aside, especially the drawer of memories of herself and her family. She couldn't remember anything about it. She only remembered that her name was Roseanne Linn.Then this morning, when she woke up in the hospital, various accusations had been leveled against her."Miss Roseanne Linn will be placed in the Criminal Mental Hospital indefinitely. Miss Roseanne will undergo treatment to recover from her mental disorder. During that time, no one was allowed to visit her."Anne took a deep breath. The rough thing on her arm
"What time is it now, huh?"Anne shifted her position on the bed and lay on her back staring at the ceiling of her room which had holes in it.It was still bright outside, maybe four o'clock, she thought. Anne had fallen asleep because she was too tired to think. When she woke up, the handcuffs on her hands have been removed. Her clothes have also been changed to a pale blue hospital uniform. The size is too big, so she had to fold her arms a few times. Luckily, her pants fit right up to her ankles. Then the shoes she was wearing earlier disappeared somewhere. The warden perhaps took it. Maybe she just came in to do her work and the room was locked again.Anne was tired of being locked up here alone doing nothing. Since then, she had just rolled over on the bed despite the unpleasant smell. At first, she wanted to lie down on the floor, but her body shivered after a few minutes.At least the guards could let Anne roam out there. Just take a breath of fresh air or enjoy the view of the
Anne stared at the cold leftovers on the table, no longer in the mood to eat it. She just tasted a little of the soup and stopped. Her hunger disappeared somewhere as she replayed her conversation with Doctor Diana.She is a killer. She is a killer. She is a killer.Although it's hard to believe, but if the evidence is out there, how can Anne deny it all? She was sad and angry with herself. She was disgusted by what she had done. How could she do that to her own family?Thinking about it again made Anne's chest hurt even more. Anne didn't know how long she had been crying, maybe hours. It felt like her tears had run out, and she could only curl up on the wall in the corner of her room, hugging her own body. The hospital uniform she was wearing wasn't thick enough to fight the biting cold, but Anne had no intention of moving into bed.Anne kept thinking. Continuing to force her brain to try to remember the few fragments of memories about her family. But nothing, Anne still couldn't re
Anne couldn't sleep.The thought of the man who appeared this afternoon kept flashing through her head. Anne still didn't know what made him feel familiar, but she was going to find out. No matter how.First of all, she had to be able to get out of this room. Maybe after a few days, she will be let out. Then after that, she had to find a way to be able to meet the man. Even though Anne wasn't one hundred percent sure about this familiar feeling, there was no harm in trying. For now, that man was the only chance that Anne could let her know about her past.Well, if the plan goes as expected.Anne pulled the light blanket off her feet and curled up on the bed. The night air was colder than last night, she couldn't lie on the floor anymore. It's probably past midnight now.Closing her eyes trying to sleep, Anne winced at the sound from outside her room. The silence made the voice louder and clearer. The source was right in front of her room.Anne got off the bed slowly and crept toward t
The two days seemed to pass very slowly.Anne spent most of her time sleeping because she didn't know what to do. She always tried to talk to Cindy when she came with food, but Cindy ignored her most of the time. Only important questions about the hospital will Cindy answer.Anne wanted to talk to Emily again, but every night she fell asleep. When she tried to stay awake, she couldn't. Her eyes felt so heavy that she unconsciously fell asleep. Then, she will wake up when the room is bright in the morning sun.Before, she had never felt like that. She was sleepy, but not that bad. Anne had suspected that something had been put in her food. She didn't know if it was some kind of sleeping pill or what. As far as she could remember, the effects of sleeping pills would work after 20 or 30 minutes after taking them. The problem was, she only felt the extraordinary sleepiness after a few hours had passed.Maybe it's not sleeping pills, but other similar medicine.Well, this is just speculati
Game. Game. Game.What kind of game?If it weren't for the mysterious grin that formed on Doctor Diana's lips, Anne probably wouldn't have thought about it all day long. She didn't know that there was an annual game held in a remote Criminal Mental Hospital.Considering that this place was deep in the forest, it was likely that the game was made to entertain the workers in this hospital. They may be so stressed that they need entertainment. Well, Anne is not surprised. After a whole year taking care of mentally ill inmates with various backgrounds, they certainly need something to keep their sanity. However, what kind of game is it? Will they be asked to duel? Or fight to the last drop of blood?Anne got out of bed and pondered for a while. Looking at the way Doctor Diana spoke, it didn't seem like the game was that way. Not one on one. Maybe more towards a game that directly involves a lot of people. The new prisoner, she said. That means that familiar man will also be included. An
The two days seemed to pass very slowly.Anne spent most of her time sleeping because she didn't know what to do. She always tried to talk to Cindy when she came with food, but Cindy ignored her most of the time. Only important questions about the hospital will Cindy answer.Anne wanted to talk to Emily again, but every night she fell asleep. When she tried to stay awake, she couldn't. Her eyes felt so heavy that she unconsciously fell asleep. Then, she will wake up when the room is bright in the morning sun.Before, she had never felt like that. She was sleepy, but not that bad. Anne had suspected that something had been put in her food. She didn't know if it was some kind of sleeping pill or what. As far as she could remember, the effects of sleeping pills would work after 20 or 30 minutes after taking them. The problem was, she only felt the extraordinary sleepiness after a few hours had passed.Maybe it's not sleeping pills, but other similar medicine.Well, this is just speculati
Anne couldn't help but watch the mentally ill prisoners at work. Her assumption of those who were given something to obey without doing anything else seemed... plausible. Is it some kind of medicine? Or something else? She didn't know. But, it must be something strong; that can affect a person's mind. Anne continued to dig the ground with her shovel and occasionally looked around. The prisoners are still working non-stop in their respective sections. The guards were still watching outside the construction area. Cindy was there too. Watching her every move with a sharp gaze. It was as if Anne would disappear if she looked away for even a second. The sun was almost overhead. Anne was thirsty, hungry, and tired. Sweat flooded her body. The hospital clothes she was wearing were dirty, covered in mud everywhere. She regretted having taken a clean shower in the early morning. After returning to her room, she had to scrub her body again. When Anne went back to digging, her shovel hit a bo