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Patients arrival

The patients were carted in one by one Friday evening.  Canergak stood next to the man, Sikes, in the cage refering to him as a specimen.  Arnold just perfered to think of the six as inmates considering that six of them should have been hung for their crimes.  Since 1885 however things had changed…

They were drugged and each would first be innoculated by Dr. Cyberfaustus vaccine.  Only one patient and Arnold himself had foregone the treatment, after the cat had questioned the doctor thoroughly.  The vaccine worked as other vaccines he had looked over while working at the hospital and he figured he’d just take his chances.  He had simply chosen to keep Rasend from the same because he didn’t want him outside of the asylum for that long.

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  1. Avariel Falcon Avariel Falcon October 6, 2012

    Why do I get a really bad feeling about this…

  2. Orpheus Angkarn Orpheus Angkarn October 7, 2012

    What could possibly go wrong?

  3. Garnet Psaltery Garnet Psaltery October 7, 2012

    Is that blood on the cage?

    • Dee Wells Dee Wells October 7, 2012

      Don’t think of it as blood, think of it as a large spilled medical sample o.O

  4. Mr. Arnold Mr. Arnold October 7, 2012

    While Canergak was giving instructions to everyone Kenna approached from the north and looked at them curiously.  When the old man departed she came up and stared at the man in the cage curiously, and then turned to Arnold, “As I walked up I heard something about…. 1885…”

    Arnold explained that they had been citing a case where someone had used ‘psycopathy’ as a winning criminal defense while filling out the rest of the forms and then concluded, “It’s why this man was not hung for his crimes.”

    “Ah…. what manner of crimes?”

    Arnold debated with himself for a few moments whether the patient information should remain confidential.  He then remembered that no one was refering to these six as patients, and all they would have to do was send for a newspaper from their respective communities to read the stories.  “Murder, childhood abduction, and prone to unstable acts of violence.” As an afterthought he added, “Beat dogs to death for no reason as well.”

    Kеииа curled her lip derisively, “Sounds a bit amateurish…though I’m sure you didn’t lose too much sleep over the dogs yourself.”

    Arnold shrugged as his response,  “This one was a small town criminal, but he manged to terrorize them.”

    Kenna stared at him and met his eyes, and seeing a challenge in them matched his glare, “He looks pretty scrawny though… are they sure it was him?”

    “They caught him in the act eventually.”  Arnold looked up and noticed blood on the man’s mouth.  He paused to take a closer look and muttered,  “There’s nothing in his file saying he likes to bite off his own tongue.”  

    Kеииа turned to Arnold and quirked an eyebrow in slightly confusion… “What…..?”

    “The blood on his face.  Probably rammed his head into-” Arnold didn’t get to finish his sentence when the bells interupted him and he covered his ears.  His momentary startlement caused William Sikes, drugged, bound in a straight jacket, and recently woozy from his innoculation, to think he could escape.  His attempt however was useless, all he could manage was to hit his head into the cage and his face simply became more bloody before he collapsed.  

    To Arnold and Kenna however, it looked as if the man had started ramming his head into the cage because of the bells themselves.

    “….That was interesting.”  Kenna said softly, looking between the two of them.

    “Well, there’s more on their way tonight,” Arnold said as he looked at the list, “One of them is a wolf moreau…the others vary.”

    “Wolf… moreau?”

    “Yes,”  Arnold said as he took out the file which had Rasend on it.  He was labeled as rabid with cautions placed to not allow him to scratch or bite anyone.  “He lived in the wild, went on a rampage and attacked several people eating them a few months ago.  Was so feral they didn’t even consider a trial, they were just going to put him down.  That was till Mr. Canergak back there asked for the ‘specimen’ as he called it.  He’s calling them all specimens.”

    “Well, I hope the locks on that asylum are pretty decent…”

    “They are,”  Arnold said as he looked at the equipment.  Everything had been purchased used from older asylums abroad, and the only thing that made him nervous was the fact the carts could not be carried up the stairs.  Each of the patients would have to be removed, forced up the stairs, and then locked up again.  There was a lot that could go wrong.

    He bid Kenna good night and got back to his work.

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