Chapter Four

With a little help from Dr. FeelGood Calla settled down quickly for the night. Willie went home feeling satisfied that he’d done a good day’s work and told the night crew to keep a good eye on her.  Under the unblinking eye of the camera Calla slept for several hours. Somewhere along two in the morning she woke up to someone calling her name.

“Calla? Calla? Wake up, Little One. Come on, my darling, wake up.”

The light overhead was dimmed for the night but still on. Up near the ceiling the thick windows with their swirled glass showed her darkness beyond. Pushing herself up against the wall with her feet Calla looked around the room and saw no one.

“Over here,” said a deep male voice.

It was cold in here. Always cold in here. She wanted a blanket but they would never give her one. Calla tried to wrap her arms around her own body and could not. She let out a heavy sigh to express the frustration she felt then followed the sound of the voice which she thought was in the far corner.

At the nurse’s station her waking did not go unnoticed. “That crazy bitch is awake.” The nurse said to orderly. “Look at this shit. I thought that stuff was supposed to knock her out until morning.”  There was wide awake and stumbling across her padded cell. Calla walked past the camera and then she was off the screen. “Can you see what she’s doing?”

Mike Taylor moved from his comfortable chair at the station, put down his crossword puzzle, and went to the viewing window. “I hate watching this mutant whore.” He grumbled then peered inside. “Where is she?”

“What? What?”

Mike motioned with his hand for the nurse, Nancy McGee, to remain calm. “Never mind, I got ‘er. There she is.”  A shadow moved in the far corner and then he could make out the light color of her hospital Johnny. “She’s standing in the corner.”  Through the steel and the glass he watched her suddenly slump down the far wall and begin weeping. There wasn’t anything unusual about that the patients here often gave up in despair.  Mike felt sad, in fact he felt so fucking depressed that he wanted to cry. Looking back over his shoulder he saw Nurse Nancy bawling her eyes out.  Echoing throughout the corridors were the sobs and sorrowful weeping of patient and staff alike.  They cried uncontrollably until Calla fell asleep.

End Chapter Four Of Faded Rose
By Moon Mistress
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