In 1918, a young boy, around the age of 10 was admitted into Trenton State Hospital. His family immigrated to America from Europe after several different moves. At first, staff members were unsure of why he was even admitted; Then they realized the problem and were quick to fix it.. or did they?
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It was a cold rainy night in New Jersey. Despite the fact that the patients were sleeping, someone was knocking on the main door rather loudly. One of the staff members rushed over in annoyance. As soon as the door swung open the worker saw a rather young looking girl wearing a red cloak standing next to a boy who wore ropes around his wrists and a leash around his neck.

" I am so sorry sir, but I need help... no.. he needs help" The girl had a thick accent, the worker noticed, he looked at the boy who stared blankly at the worker.

"M'am are you sure you can't just-" The staff worker was harshly cut off by the girl.

" NO!- I mean- please, take him in, he's too much for us.. please understand.." The girl begged again, seeming even more desperate.

The worker sighed " Fine, but the doctor won't like that he's disturbed.."

The girl smiled, grinned perhaps " Thank you!" She shoved the boy towards the door and ran off as fast as she could.

The worker blinked before taking the boy inside, holding the leash tightly and shutting the door behind them. As they walked down a series of hallways the worker decided to ask the boy some questions.

" So what is your name?"  The worker asked.

" Henry Vermulen" The boy answered softly, his voice sounded similar to the girl's voice, however, his accent sounded slightly different, almost thicker. " How long will I stay here?"

" I'm not sure... It depends on what the doctor says." The worker answered as they finally stopped by a large wooden door.

The worker firmly knocked on the door. On the door was a square like hole which was covered by another piece of wood. The wood shifted and a pair of eyes peered at the worker and the boy.

" Sir, we have an emergency case. The boy needs to be evaluated" The worker stated calmly.

The door creaked open in response and the worker pushed henry into the door. Henry looked up at the mystery man, wondering how this was going to turn out.

" Hello there, can tell me your name?" The man wore a purple pinstripe suit was a darker purple tie and black shiny loafers.

" Henry Vermulen" Henry answered.

" How old are you?" The man asked, writing down something on his notepad.

" Ten years sir"

" Where are you from?"

" I moved a lot. I was born in Luxembourg, then I moved to the Netherlands two years later, then I lived in Belgium and moved to different parts of Belgium until last year when I moved here"

" Sounds like you have traveled a lot."

" I suppose I have. I'm never alone though, I always have friends."

" Are they here now?"

" Ja. My best friend Kitty is. But he's hiding..."

This statement made the doctor raise an eyebrow as Henry's attention went towards behind a cupboard " Come back here Kitty...!!"

The doctor began writing down more notes and  then took out a night uniform from the cupboard " You'll need this" he instructed.

Henry nodded, but squealed as soon as the man took off his vest " I don't want to do this but it's required to ensure you aren't carrying weapons."

Sure enough after the boy was redressed the weapon hidden in his trouser pocket were small chunks of glass. The glass shards were quickly tossed out. The doctor patted the boy's back "Tomorrow morning you'll get new day clothes and examinations will start"
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That morning everyone was getting their examinations done. Henry, who had just finished his was called to do an emergency procedure. He was tied down to a long chair and lights practically blinded him. He heard the voices in his head scream, as if warning him to leave the room. He struggled through the ropes but was much too weak to break the ropes. His eyes widened as he saw a metal pair of tongs reach for his right eye. He screamed in agony as the doctors pulled out the eye. The doctors plucked off all of the eyelash hairs and sewed the eyelash to his skin. He was quickly patched with a white bandage and sent off with kind words like " Congratulations" or "In a few weeks you can go home now" however, Henry wouldn't hear it. What the doctors didn't know was that he pit pocketed them and stole a needle from them.

As he walked down the halls with a nurse in front of him he got snickers and stares from the other boys. One of them, who appeared to be older, grabbed Henry by the neck and pulled him near him and his friends.

" Nice eye" The boy snickered.

Henry shoved the boy away from him " Stop speaking to me"

" I don't think so..." One of the boy's friends grabbed Henry and repeatedly banged his head against the cement wall, blood was spattering all over, that's when Henry took out his hidden needle and began repeatedly stabbing the boy with it that's when the nurse actually noticed what was happening and split the boys up.

Henry was locked up into his room that night, with no word to spare. For the next two years, nobody saw him leave those doors. Eventually his scar healed and he ripped off the patch, using a chunk of hair that was growing rather long to cover that area of his face.  He never changed out of his night clothing, which was stained with blood. his forearms were covered in dark purple bruises from banging his hands and arms against the wall or door. There was messages carved into the walls that were unreadable or in different languages. He began to feel depressed, and stopped eating, drinking, talking and sleeping was long gone for him by now. He grew pale, so pale he looked sick. His eye had a large purple ring under it from not sleeping. His eye was also bloodshot. His lips were dry and cracked, there were small scars along his bottom lip.  His weight dropped so low, the bones in his knees were caving in. He was eventually scheduled to move to floor thirteen in the isolation room to eventually be euthanized. However, he refused saying that the room was his home now and would attack anybody who tried to move him.

One night a worker, who appeared to be very familiar to Henry, came in to serve a soup, which wouldn't be eaten. The worker saw how weak Henry looked and decided to try and get the boy to eat.

" Hey Henry.. I brought you some soup.."

For the first time in three months, the boy spoke " Aren't you the man who brought me here?"

The worker was taken by surprise, it had been awhile since anyone heard him speak " Yes... I am.."

" What's your name?" Henry asked.

" Matheiu. Matheiu Williams." The worker replied.

" Matheiu, when can I go home?" Henry asked, giving Maheiu a cold stare

" ....." Mathieu didn't respond, knowing his answer would upset Henry.

" ....I'm going home, aren't I..?" Henry's rage began to intensify.

" I don't think so, Henry.." Matheiu replied "We were given some history about you and due to your illness getting worse, we can't send you back"

" Bullshit. You're trying to kidnap me.." Henry's eye twitched " Kitty says so"

Henry grabbed a metal bed leg which seemed to be somehow detached and struck Mathieu in the stomach. Blood covered the walls as Mathieu struggled to breath, and eventually red bubbles began leaking out of the corner of his mouth.

Henry grinned wildly and watched the worker out. He quickly left through the open door.

Twenty minutes later he reported missing and seven boys were reported dead.