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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4357048" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Nemo Solus Sapit: Part 4 – The Cell</strong></p><p></p><p>Guppy woke with a start. The darkness rendered the room almost void of any color. It took Guppy a moment to orient himself. </p><p></p><p>His eyes wandered across the unfamiliar room. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched. </p><p></p><p>Then he heard it. A ragged breathing sound, like someone standing over his bed. But he didn’t see anything. </p><p></p><p>Guppy gingerly crossed to the door and peeked through the glass partition into the empty corridor. He glanced back at the room, and still saw nothing.</p><p></p><p>There was the sound of footsteps approaching. A light switched on down the corridor. The footsteps got closer and closer, until they stopped right outside the door. </p><p></p><p>Guppy recoiled from the door, waiting.</p><p></p><p>A key entered the lock and jiggled it. The door didn’t open. He could make out a shadow at the glass partition. </p><p></p><p>After a minute where nothing happened, Guppy crept back to the door. He slowly inched up to the glass to peer through it.</p><p></p><p>A pair of piercing eyes met his gaze. It was the woman who had caused his car crash.</p><p></p><p>He fell back with a yelp. </p><p></p><p>Faintly at first, but growing louder, footsteps once again approached his door. He crept back to his bed, terrified. Guppy squeezed his eyes shut and…</p><p></p><p>Everything flashed white. Color returned. </p><p></p><p>Hector was standing over him. </p><p></p><p>“Rise and shine, Hank!” shouted Hector. </p><p></p><p>Hector tried to shake Guppy awake. An orderly and nurse stood by.</p><p></p><p>“That means you, Hank. Up -- !”</p><p></p><p>Guppy sat up, clutching his head. He didn’t feel right. </p><p></p><p>Hector reached out his hand and the nurse placed a cup with meds on it. “Time for your meds. You can either do this the easy way or the hard way.”</p><p></p><p>Guppy was done fighting. He took the pills without comment.</p><p></p><p>And outside, he heard the sound, faint at first but growing louder. It was a repetitive sound, like an echo of some sort. Thwip, thwip, thwip. </p><p></p><p>Later in the day, Guppy wandered into the rec room. It contained a television and DVDs, an audio system, and places to talk and eat. The back walls of the room were glass-paneled, providing a comforting view of the wilds surrounding the clinic. Doors led to a pleasant outdoor patio where patients could rest and chat. </p><p></p><p>The male patients performed their regular activities: Some watched television, played dominoes, some pretended to read, some stared out blankly. </p><p></p><p>Damon Newcomb wandered over to Guppy. </p><p></p><p>“Back so soon? You're not like, undercover here, are you?” He squinted at Guppy. “They pulled that at Arkham, had a bunch of doctors pretend they were patients, see if they could handle it. Most quit after day one. You're not, are you?”</p><p></p><p>He handed Guppy paper and some crayons and whispered, “Drawing is a great cover. Good luck to you.”</p><p></p><p>With a wink, he was gone.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4357048, member: 3285"] [b]Nemo Solus Sapit: Part 4 – The Cell[/b] Guppy woke with a start. The darkness rendered the room almost void of any color. It took Guppy a moment to orient himself. His eyes wandered across the unfamiliar room. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched. Then he heard it. A ragged breathing sound, like someone standing over his bed. But he didn’t see anything. Guppy gingerly crossed to the door and peeked through the glass partition into the empty corridor. He glanced back at the room, and still saw nothing. There was the sound of footsteps approaching. A light switched on down the corridor. The footsteps got closer and closer, until they stopped right outside the door. Guppy recoiled from the door, waiting. A key entered the lock and jiggled it. The door didn’t open. He could make out a shadow at the glass partition. After a minute where nothing happened, Guppy crept back to the door. He slowly inched up to the glass to peer through it. A pair of piercing eyes met his gaze. It was the woman who had caused his car crash. He fell back with a yelp. Faintly at first, but growing louder, footsteps once again approached his door. He crept back to his bed, terrified. Guppy squeezed his eyes shut and… Everything flashed white. Color returned. Hector was standing over him. “Rise and shine, Hank!” shouted Hector. Hector tried to shake Guppy awake. An orderly and nurse stood by. “That means you, Hank. Up -- !” Guppy sat up, clutching his head. He didn’t feel right. Hector reached out his hand and the nurse placed a cup with meds on it. “Time for your meds. You can either do this the easy way or the hard way.” Guppy was done fighting. He took the pills without comment. And outside, he heard the sound, faint at first but growing louder. It was a repetitive sound, like an echo of some sort. Thwip, thwip, thwip. Later in the day, Guppy wandered into the rec room. It contained a television and DVDs, an audio system, and places to talk and eat. The back walls of the room were glass-paneled, providing a comforting view of the wilds surrounding the clinic. Doors led to a pleasant outdoor patio where patients could rest and chat. The male patients performed their regular activities: Some watched television, played dominoes, some pretended to read, some stared out blankly. Damon Newcomb wandered over to Guppy. “Back so soon? You're not like, undercover here, are you?” He squinted at Guppy. “They pulled that at Arkham, had a bunch of doctors pretend they were patients, see if they could handle it. Most quit after day one. You're not, are you?” He handed Guppy paper and some crayons and whispered, “Drawing is a great cover. Good luck to you.” With a wink, he was gone. [/QUOTE]
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