The green landscape seemed to stretch into eternity, and the more she walked, the further away the parking lot was from when she exited the south side of the White House. There was nothing new here, heading toward her car outside the gates and hoping to end the evening with a glass of wine and a few friends down at Josie’s Pub. But something was off as her casual stroll turned into a fast walk, and the sense of being watched lurked in the back of her mind. Kelly dismissed it as “work stress”, or maybe lack of sleep, but the feeling was there nonetheless. She could see her car, one of the few left in the lot at the end of a long day, but why did it seem so out of reach? She ran, unsure of why, but she did, and the unexpect the sound of a low guttural voice followed her, keeping pace as though it were only inches from her ear. 

“You can’t escape me girl. We are one and the same, you and I...”

A gloved hand curled around her mouth, forcing her to stop, as she was pulled by an unknown entity, dragging her backwards by her head. Kelly’s hands reached out and grabbed the massive arms which held her, yet she was unable to scream, to call for help as fear set in, paralyzing any further attempts.
“You are mine. Remember this…” 

The stranger’s voice echoed in her ear and a sharp pain penetrated her neck and shoulder, suddenly waking her from the nightmare as her body quickly convulsed, causing her to fall off the bed and onto the cold tiled floor of the hospital room.

[center][h3]Czigani[/h3][/center]

 “Touch me again with that thing, and you fuckers are going to die, do you hear me!” The girl screamed, thrashing around against her restraints, as one of the orderlies and a guard struggled to hold her down.

“Can you hurry it up Diane, I swear this woman has gotten stronger since yesterday!” The orderly exclaimed, pushing down on her legs.

The young nurse did her best to keep the syringe steady under duress, as she held onto Czigani’s secured wrist and stuck the needle shaft under the skin, relieved she finally hit a vein after multiple attempts. She slowly pulled back on the plunger, filling the barrel with the proper amount of blood, before pulling it out and bandaging the area. 

“What the hell do you need my blood for?” The patient yelled, pulling her arm away as far as she could after the fact. 

“Tests, ma’am...just, p-preliminary tests.” The nurse turned on her heel and left the room in a hurry, wiping the sweat from her brow.

“Fuckin’ interns” The guard said bluntly, as he and the orderly both chuckled at the remark.

“Okay, I’ll leave you to clean up this mess, Jimmy. Let me get back to my patrol.” The guard said, straightening his uniform on the way out. He stopped at the door to the room Kelly was being held in, swiped the keycard hanging from his belt to unlock it, and turned the knob to open it until a frantic call came into his radio requesting assistance to restrain in another room further down the hallway.

“Copy that, on my way” The middle-aged guard said, releasing the door knob and quickly making his way down the hallway, unaware that the door had not latched.

Back in Czigani’s room, the orderly busily cleaned up the bloodied rags, tossing them into the small barrel he brought in marked “Biohazard”. He pulled out a fresh gown from a small stack of folded linens, and began untying the woman’s soiled one. Czigani recoiled.

“What the [i]fuck[/i] is wrong with you?” She said, lunging as far forward as the restraints would allow, clenching her teeth as she gave the kid a dark stare. “Didn’t I just tell you [i]not[/i] to touch me?

The orderly moved his hands away quickly with a fright, and an overwhelming nervousness made him shake, as he held tightly onto the new gown. “L-Look, I don’t want trouble, I was told you n-needed new clothes, and from the looks of it, you really do.”

Czigani could see straight through the boy’s brown eyes that had begun to well up with tears, and caught a faint glimmer of light. A light that slowly released the built up rage in her heart, a rage that wanted to tear the kid to pieces, but instead subsided, allowing reason to step in for once.

“Jimmy is it?” The boy nodded, but stayed silent, as she continued  “Ok then, I get it. You’re just doing your job. You’re obviously not like the other goons I’ve come across here, so maybe you’re new or running on a different shift, I don’t know. Shit, I don’t even know what time or day it is…”

Her voice trailed off for a moment, and she relaxed her body. “Aside from everything that’s happened in my life, all the shit that got me thrown into here...I don’t know what’s wrong with me. This place isn’t normal for sure, but neither am I.”

The kid stood there unmoving, ready to say something, but the words wouldn't come out.

“Just do what you need to do, kid, and leave.” Czigani finally said with a deep sigh.

[@Xandrya]