The Girl From Danvers

"Why don't we start with how you killed them?" "If you say so Doc. I had stood there, breathing heavily and covered in their blood, my family's blood, as they slowly died. My mother chocked on her own blood, her last breaths bubbling up through the slit in her throat. My father drowned ever so slowly in the locked basement as it filled with scalding water from the broken pipes. And for my brother I saved the worst of all, I tied him to the floor in the attic and strapped a cage filled with scared, rabid, sewer rats to him. All I had to do was apply heat to the cage and the rats burrowed their way through my brother's stomach and right out his back. What? You told me to be specific, so I chose to be vivid instead." Lucy recalled to the top shrink at Danvers State Lunatic Asylum. The asylum itself was the one that once held Lucy's very own notoriously infamous parents. Their real names were Harley and Jack Napier, but everyone knew them by different names. It was a hard standard for someone like Lucy to live up to. "Well then, why don't we move on to happier subjects, okay Lucy?" Dr. Johnathan Crane replied, not fazed at all from the vividly gruesome description. Lucy then decided to switch tactics in convincing the doctor that she was one hundred percent crazy, but if she couldn't convince him then she would be lethally injected. "Oh come on doc, why so serious?" she laughed at him in that creepy, high pitched demented laugh of hers. "Fine Dr. J, you want happy I'll give you happy. When I was little, you sent my mom and dad here to Danvers instead of home to me and my brother. They didn't do anything wrong!" "They tried to kill the mayor and the commissioner. You and your brother were safer without your father there abusing you and your psychotic mother every chance he got." Dr. Crane informed Lucy in a very bored tone, as though he had repeated this line very often. "Don't you dare talk about my family that way Dr. J or you'll be very, very sorry you ever mentioned their names." Lucy threatened in a very deadly tone. It was almost as if all the world's water had frozen and collected in this teenager's voice. "Now why is it so hard to understand that they were never a threat to me or my brother? They loved us, my father never touched us and my mother wasn't crazy, stupid and irrational maybe, but not crazy! Now how about we get back to the session before you get yourself fired for not doing your job, k Doc?" "Why did you kill your parents, Lucy?" "I told you that I won't answer that, not yet at least. Ask me something else." "Alright, we'll start with something easy then. Well since it's Christmas, tell me your family did for Christmas?" "We did what every other family does, we opened presents and pretended that Santa was coming." "Anything special, any traditions that your family had?" "Ya actually, we used to pile into our car and drive around to our favorite houses to look at Christmas lights and decorations. The snow would be drifting and floating its way to the ground, while we sat cold and shivery with warm hands from the hot chocolate we were drinking. The lights would seem to dance and sway in the wind and our eyes would reflect the lights an snow. We would always be smiling as hard as we could. It would be one of the few times we actually saw our parents. The rest of the year they would either be plotting how to kill 'him' or how to take over the city and cause panic." Lucy replied lost in a cloud of snow and Christmas lights behind her eyes. "Lucy, are you still with me? I want you to tell me what your happiest memory is." "Huh, oh, my happiest memory? Well, uh, there's a lot to choose from Dr. J but I don't think I have a happiest memory, I think I have a collection of happiest memories. My favorite from all of those would have to be whenever ma and dad sent me and my brother to live with our aunt for a while, all those time you sent them here. Guess you can't do that anymore, eh Doc." Lucy giggled humorlessly. "Stick to the questions I ask you Lucy, now please explain why you consider those memories your happiest." Dr. Crane responded, getting more and more annoyed that this session was getting nowhere, just like usual. "Ok, ok don't get your panties in a bundle Dr. J. I think these are my happiest memories because I was with family that wasn't always plotting and scheming to destroy this or take over that or kill this person. It just got pretty annoying, especially when ma started to help dad with the plans. Then we didn't even see her and she was always there for us. So my aunt would try to make up for the fact that ma and dad weren't with us, she'd take us to Disney and Universal, she'd take us to the beach, she'd even buy us whatever we wanted, within reason of course. But it was always the most fun we'd have, even on the rides back to this f****d up city were so much fun. Mom and dad would make little pit stops on the journey back, go to this amusement park and that store and that restaurant. I miss those trips sometimes." "Then why did you kill your parents Lucy?" Dr. Crane pressed again for the answer. "It wasn't my fault Doc, you've got to believe me! It wasn't my fault!" The girl responded, visibly upset. "Dr. Crane? I'm sorry to interrupt but this over, Lucy has to go back to her cell." The nurse said as she collected Lucy to lead her back. "Alright, take her then. But Lucy, we will continue this conversation next week, same time, okay? Bye, bye now." "Bye Dr. J, I can't wait for our next session." Lucy responded sarcastically as she followed the nurse out the door and down the hall to her cell. The very same cell that had once held Lucy's mother, Harley. "Lights out in two minutes Lucy. I'd suggest you cozy under your covers now, you know how dark these cells are once the lights are off. Goodnight now sweetie, see you in the morning when I bring you to breakfast." The nurse said as soon as Lucy was in her cell with the door locked. "Night Nursey. See you tomorrow mornin'." Lucy responded with a yawn as she climbed in bed. "Tomorrow is going to very exciting when I set everything in motion." Lucy thought out loud to herself. "Tomorrow is going to be fun indeed." The lights turned off right on cue at the exact moment. It took only moments for Lucy to fall asleep after that. "Wake up Lucy, it's breakfast time. It's your favorite, bacon, eggs and toast with chocolate milk." The nurse said as she shook Lucy awake. "Lucy, wake up sweetie, it's breakfast. Lucy? Doctor! I need a doctor!" The nurse called as she ran down the hall to the infirmary. "What's wrong Nurse?" The only medical doctor in the entire building said. "It's Lucy! She won't wake up!" "I'm on my way! Nurses grab the stretcher and head to cell number 702! NOW!" The nurses carrying the stretcher and the doctor ran into cell 702, and when the doctor couldn't wake Lucy using all the techniques in the book, they gently lifted Lucy, who seemed almost lifeless at the time, and placed her on the stretcher. They carried her into the infirmary and placed her on the nearest empty bed they could find. Luckily there was not a single patient in the infirmary, had Lucy taken ill a week prior, then the infirmary would have been full to the max limit. The doctor tried all day long to wake Lucy without success. When night had again fallen, the doctor decided to let Lucy rest until her body decided to wake. In the dead of night everyone but the doctor had left and that was when Lucy choose to strike. She slowly climbed out of bed and over to the doctor, who, at the time, had his back to Lucy and the empty beds. She had found earlier that a piece of metal from her bed was loose, so she pried it carefully from her bed and held it like a bat. She then swung it as hard as she could against the young doctor's head, thus knocking him unconscious immediately. Lucy him him on the head several times to ensure that the doctor was really dead, then dragged his lifeless body into the large supply closet that was in the room. Having locked the door and changed into the doctor's uniform, Lucy quickly wrote Dr. Crane a letter that said:  Dear Dr. J, When you receive this letter I will be long gone. You asked me why I killed my parents but I had never answered you, saying only that it wasn't my fault and I would explain some other time. Well Doc, this is that other time. It was an accident, killing them. As I told you before I loved my family very much. I was gassed with my father's own toxin, the one that makes you do crazy things and puts a smile on your face while you do those horrible deeds. I never wanted to kill them, just make them see me for who I truly am, their daughter. So I had picked up that knife to show my mother I could use one like her, I broke the pipe to show my father I was as strong as him and after their deaths I did that to my brother to show him I could be as wicked as him. I am truly, truly sorry and if there was a way I could bring them back I would, but that is impossible. I very much regret my actions and curse the day my father made that toxin gas. I am sorry for all the trouble I have caused you and everyone else. I'll see you again, next time Batsy drags me back to this place. Goodbye Dr. J. Yours truly,        Lucy Napier After folding the letter, she placed it on the bed that she was supposed to occupy. Lucy then turned out the door and walked out of Danvers State Lunatic Hospital. When she reached the end of the road she turned back and looked at the place that once housed her parents and her for many years. After a few minutes, she turned away from the place of bad memories and into the light of the new day.