Dark Night

The darkest parts of humanity, sealed away in an institution...

 Dark Night

She walked through the dark alley and the cold puddles of water splashed beneath her feet she pulled the dark fur coat tighter around her body in a desperate attempt to destroy the cold chill that ran down her spine. As she slid her leather clasped hand into her pocket and felt the cold metal that lurked just inside...she froze.

When she stood next to a street lamp that dimly lit the road she carefully removed the object from her pocket, breath hitching as she did. When the thumping in her chest finally began to cease she removed one of her gloves and ran her fingers over the metal gun barrel, pondering deeply as she did. As a stranger walked past and she swiftly shoved the weapon back into her pocket and once again began to walk.

She walked down the street, the thumping in her chest getting louder and faster with every step, she saw something out of the corner  of her eye that made her stop. She then turned and looked upon her own reflection in a shop window she smoothed the velvety red hair out of her face and murmured to herself  “how did I become like this?” The softness in her eyes began to once again change into  steel resolv as she turned away with her memories, her demons, lurking just behind her eyes with every step as she walked along the dark cold sidewalk.

She walked down the street, seeing nothing but blackness as she did. As she hugged the walls to the shops she continued to pass she made her way down the street, eyes vigilant and shoulders slumped  while she remembered the place she was from...the place she was going to.

She had been sixteen years old, she had a stepmother that rivaled Cinderellas. For ten years she lived under the control of that woman while she made her cook, clean, take care of the other kids, ect...ect…

Then one day, she just snapped; she murdered her stepmother, her siblings, her neighbors. But, unfortunately for her, someone had heard. next thing she knew she was on trial for being a serial killer. Insanity was pleaded in her defence so, the judge sentenced her to life in prisonment in Sunny Meadow Mental Institution.  

For eight years she was trapped in that hell hole...the institution was a place where there were no rules or law, the guards were free to beat and kill patents as they pleased. All under the command of their merciless commandant...until one night. There was a storm that knocked out the power...all the prisoners made a run for the doors; fifteen made it out, herself included, only she wanted not to run but to get revenge for what she had been put through.    

She came upon her destination and grinned madly at the sign that read Sunny Meadow Mental Institution. After a long moment, she pulled the pistol from her pocket and began to walk towards the door, cutting down everything in her path as she did.  

She walked down the dark hallways, the only sounds she could hear was the sound of her heels clicking about on the floor and the all too familiar sound of a pipe leaking in the distance somewhere. She cautiously removed one of her gloves and let her fingers trail down the dusty walls, the smell of mildew ever present as she made her way down the long corridor.

While she continued to walk she began to see a light, warmed by the sound of laughter.

As she drew closer to the door she stopped next to a broken window that only let the faintest streams of light through the fist sized hole that was in the pain of glass. She folded up one of her gloves and used it to scrub some of the decay that was on the window only to see her own reflection staring back at her. As she looked into her own blazing green eyes ...for the first time, she began to reconsider. But as she looked she saw the long white scar that trailed down her pale face and then,  just like that, all mercy had faded from her heart. She then turned and walked ever so silently down the hall to the door where she stood watched, and waited, for just the right moment.

Over an hour had passed now and her patients was wearing thin and then, the two security guards who had been in the room left so now; she could make her move.

She walked into the room that was dimly lit by the warm fire crackling in the fireplace and stood in the shadows as she softly but loudly spoke “good to see you again...commandant.”  

A man stood up from the large chair that sat in front of the fire and said sternly “who’s there?”

She grinned madly once again as she stepped out from behind the cover of the shadows, the scar that ran down her face illuminated by the light of the fire,  and said “it’s Calisto,” she giggled to herself as she watched the commandants eyes widen and his face turn an interesting shade of white.  

She then raised the gun to the height of her shoulder and said “you brought this on yourself...you  never should have locked me up in this god forsaken place.”

The commandant began to speak frantically as he said “no Calisto...it wasn’t me, you murdered twelve people the judge sent you here not m-”

It was then that she pulled the trigger and watched her demon fall. She then spent the rest of the night chopping up the body and throwing it in the fire...her actions only ceased when she heard familiars sirens drawing towards the institution.

End

Author's Note

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