Mason's Horror

chapter 2 The institution

(mason's pov)

I was sitting in the back of the squad car when I saw the Institution it was a colossal structure jet black bricks with a dilapidated driveway not very well kept that's for sure, an old rugged flagpole in the center of it's long circular driveway sort of like a half round about with a torn up American flag looking like it had been cut by the stripes. The most craziest part of this building was it's cathedral type circular ceiling in the middle of the building which I would later find out is the recreational room for meetings games etc.

I entered the double doors through the front the handcuffs were a little tighter than the initial time I was introduced to them, The nurse or doctor who was in the reception area asked for my name so I told her my name and she said " You don't have a last name?" with the police officer right behind me I said yes my last name is Mcharvy. She just rolled her eyes as the officer removed my handcuffs and a male security guard escorted me down the long dark hallway of a nasty fuming corridor that smelled of sulfur and puke, I could hear an elderly man cackling eerily beating on the door next to the room that I would be in.

I thought to myself why was this place so rugged, why was this place so dark and evil and more importantly why was I sent to this particular place? They opened my the door to my room and I about threw up as there was human feces so thick in my rooms toilet it could almost fly out with a single flush. The only light I had was a small plug in light over the desk across the room from my bed. No windows or ventilation whatsoever all u could do was deal with a humid and smelly room that would make even the strongest willed person pull their hair out strand by strand to occupy their minds from going insane. I had decided at some point to suck it up and try my best to get a little sleep to have at least some energy for the morning.

3 am rolled around and the security guards were banging on our doors saying " Wake up crazies". Still over half asleep I sat up and put on the sorry excuse for shoes they gave us and exited the room. They took all of us to a large tile room and began spraying us all down with ice cold water that smelled of rotten eggs, many of the other patients began screaming and crying despairingly not understanding why we're being treated in such a fashion, then out of nowhere it stopped and one by one we were escorted to the room with the circular cathedral ceiling I mentioned earlier.

Alright boys and girls said a mountain of a man in the front of the room this is my house he said sarcastically. I knew at that point that what was going to happen next wasn't going to be ideal and I was right this mountain of a man began mocking and ridiculing us and throwing food at us and if we didn't catch it or it went all over us that was our breakfast and most of it mind you was hot liquids with molded bread and sour juice.

after this fiasco we were then sprayed again with the ice cold water and lead back to our rooms this happened again around lunch and dinner time, every time worse than the last.

After dinner I thought I was being took to my room but I was wrong I was led to the rec room that was dark and cold like ice and a single spotlight shining down a chair with straps for the legs, hands and feet and I thought to myself oh s**t what now? I just wanted to go to my room and go to sleep but it seems like it wasn't going to happen any time soon. Two guards grabbed me by the arms dragging me and threw me into this chair that was bolted to the concrete floor and strapped me down like I was some wild animal.

It's alright said an almost demonic voice, then into the light steps a doctor with a bloody gown and bloody surgical gloves. He looked at me with an evil grin and said are you ready to have some fun? this is when I knew something was very very wrong. As the minutes that felt like hours passed he began torturing me psychologically after he put a croaker sac over my head and began clanking metal against my chair turning the lights on and off, water boarding me, punching me, kicking me, screaming a blood curdling scream in my ear, and then it went dark and I heard a grinder start up and a maniacal laugh followed shortly there after. At this point I was so exhausted I began yelling come and get me you ain't got the balls at the top of my lungs. Eerie violin music started playing and he got right in my face and said in a low growling voice " I'll kill you boy". Take the straps off and throw him in his room he said.

The guards grabbed me and threw me in the room on the floor that was now covered in s**t because they had overflowed the toilet that I spoke of earlier and oh yeah they took my shoes so I was barefoot in human s**t.

3 am rolled around but this time I was ready to fight back not knowing the consequences at the time I wrapped my hand in a shirt and waited for the guards to come let me out only they never did. These fuckers left me in my room all day with no food, no water and no exercise, and they even wouldn't give me anything to clean up the nasty fuming sorry excuse for a room I was in. This went on like this off and on being left with nothing the day after being tortured for about a year then About midnight the night of my 14th birthday my door opened and the same doctor came running in and put a plastic bag on my head while beating me with a night stick I finally mustered the courage to fight back and gouged both of his eyes with my thumbs and he was screaming profanity as he fell to the room floor and then I removed the bag from my head and began repeatedly kicking him in the face each time a bit harder than the last, you'll kill who b***h? I said. He picked himself up off the poop infested floor staggering and left slamming the door behind him and then I heard a loud thud.

Morning came and I was still on edge as I had not gotten any sleep due to the fear of that man returning with a more dangerous weapon than a nightstick and plastic bag.

Two guards grabbed me by the arms and took me to the cathedral ceiling room where all the security guards were standing in a circle taking their equipment belts off one by one and out stepped the mangle faced doctor I had previously beat up the night before.

I'd like to see you take us all he said in a pissed off manner.

There was 9 of them total, against little ol me.

The doctor said you are going to fight all of us one by one! I looked them all up and down I knew I could take the doctor I've done done it then a sudden realization hit me I've heard that voice before but I just couldn't place it I was already tired but I knew if I didn't do this and win I'd probably lose my life as I thought this I thought I'm only 14 why is this happening to me? I had only one left before when out of nowhere the doctor excused himself saying nothing but I will be right back.

I was so exhausted but I knew I had to keep fighting for my life I had to fight I hit the last guard one last time rendering him unconscious when I heard what sounded like some metal being dragged on the floor behind someone like they were dragging really heavy chains. as the sound got closer I realized it was coming down a dark corridor to my left where the doctor had disappeared to but what was coming back up the corridor wasn't the doctor as I stood there in shock and fear trying to figure out what was coming up the corridor I realized what was being dragged behind the figure I then realized what the figure was, it was the very clown that I had been institutionalized for.

He stood there staring menacingly at me holding the axe to the floor breathing heavily like a rabid animal ready to attack. for a second I wondered if the doctor had for some reason purchased the same clown costume the guy that was at my birthday party had the year before and when I say the same costume I mean the same costume it had the same purple hair the same what the face with blue paint on the top and bottom of his eyes the same type of scar under his left eye same red paint on his nose and mouth and same pointed teeth on his mouth but then it hit me where I'd heard the doctors voice he was the clown from my birthday party I quickly realized that this was why he wanted me to get help and wasn't going to press charges on me because he wanted me to be sent to where he worked so he could torture me thinking he could eventually win and kill me then make it look like either I'd done it myself, it was accidental, or one of the other prisoners here had done it.

As the doctor stared me down with his head slowly tilting from side to side sizing me up he came roaring at me like a possessed mad man and used the axe handle to knock me off my feet, immediately after that he began swinging the axe trying to cut me up, I managed to narrowly avoid each swing and finally got an opening to sweep his legs from under him while he was mid swing. I rushed the doctor kicking the axe from his reach and picked him up and suplexed him throwing him on his neck it didn't quite kill him but made it where he couldn't move for a bit, I exhaustedly grabbed his axe raised it above my head like I was about to chop wood and drove it midway through his skull killing him immediately. I let go of the axe and ran to the phone to call 911 I knew I was going to get arrested again and probably thrown in jail this time but I didn't really care I just wanted out of here.

While waiting on the cops I decided to have a look around I noticed that pretty much the whole area was kept clean except for where the prisoners were kept which was extremely filthy and disgusting so I went in search for the janitor closet I did find it but it was locked and the door was solid metal so I couldn't just kick it in I then remembered that the guards had taken off their gun belts before trying to kill me so I quickly went back and got one of the guns to try and shoot the lock off the door I get back to the door I aimed at the lock and fired the gun the lock fell to the ground with a loud thud I reach for the handle when I feel a gun pressed to the back of my head and I hear put the gun down and put your hands on the back of your head. I feel hand cuffs placed around my wrist again and was walked out to the cop car for a 3rd time in my life.

A week later I was in the court room again with my parents and the judge viewing the security footage from the Institution and all the other evidence when it was all looked at and gone through the judge looked at me and said I'm not going to convict you for murder but you will have to stay at the Institution for the remainder of that sentence so that you can get the help I'm sure you'll need after this whole ordeal.

After the ruling I again said bye to my parents and was lead to the squad car and driven back to the Institution where upon entering the building I was greeted with the smell of flowers and fruits with hints of vanilla and mint which must have meant that someone new took over the doctors position and had cleaned the place up in my absence the lady at the front desk was new also she had long simi curly light brown hair she was about 5'1" 5'2" with ocean blue eyes hidden behind a pair of small round glasses and was much nicer than the one before her, her name tag read tia she asked for my name as the handcuffs were removed and I told her my name is Mason Mcharvy ma'am nice to meet you she looks at me and says it's nice to meet you Mcharvy your room is ready for you I'm sure you'll find it to be in a much better condition then when you were here before.

Upon entering my room I was hit with the smell of strawberries and wild flowers I then laid on the bed a drifted off to a peaceful and good night sleep for the first time in a year.

SIDE NOT FROM THE ARTHUR

(The next chapter is going to give a little detail on life in side the Institution and mason's life there the next 4 years does he like the front desk lady or does she like him find out in the next chapter)