Being released, finally.... Breathing in a breath of fresh air, for the first time in a month.

"Get up, disgusting scum." The human that opened the door, slightly nudged your shoulder with his boot.

Digging at your arms thought the straight jacket, causing blood. Cutting deeper and deeper into fragile skin from being locked away so long again.

"Get up! Hey, are you listening?!" Obviously, his patience was getting low. You ignored it and kept breathing, letting your breaths grow faster and faster by the minute.

A female voice then sought to speak, "Give her room, it takes a minute."

You heard a sigh from the male voice, "Claire, we both know this. She's a psycho at work, we can't let her waste time when she's being called by the boss."

"Still, just give her a moment."

Your misjudged smile, turned to disappoint as you stumbled to stand. Hair waving wildly in your sight of vision.

"See? She did it herself just fine." The female announced.

The male mumbled curses under his breath, "I have the feeling one day, knowing you show her mercy, she's going to turn on you first."

"Ah! Don't be silly, this is my patient you're talking about!" She exclaimed.

"Ma.. ma..." You gritted your teeth and hissed, it's been years since you spoke a different word. The female in front of you, Claire, has been your motherly figure over your tortures. It was like she was secretly drawing out a map of your life to keep you happy, but who's to say? Being this insane, meant you didn't have to worry about happiness.