"i put on a bitter smile over my expressionless face"
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psycho pt.2
𝚊𝚜𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚎, 𝚒'𝚖𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚢𝚘𝚞
He breaks through the barricade of entangled limbs and explodes onto the hall. His body skidded along the floor and he rose to his feet with wide eyes, taking in everything all at once.
The hallway has as much personality as the rest of the hospital. The floor is slate grey and the walls dove. Above the ceiling is made from those polystyrene squares laid on a grid-like frame. The light is too bright for Baekhyun's eyes after the darkening gloom inside his room, and he finds it abrasive, enough perhaps to bring on another migraine. There are commercial prints on the wall, tasteful in the dull kind of way. Above every door he runs past are large plastic signs, dark with white lettering- no fancy fonts, just bold and all-caps. The freedom feels exhilarating, like the oxygen pumping through his lungs to his brain is a drug in itself. But all good things come to an end.
He doesn't make it very far.
The end of the hall. Here there is no openness, no space, nothing shines and it reeks of disinfectant everywhere.
"Baekhyun?"
As soon as he was distracted he was plummeted into the ground by staff, his hands roughly placed behind his back. He struggled ferociously, growling and pulling like a wild animal. You watched everything, frozen in place. It was an ungodly sight. The nurses eventually stabbed him back, probably with the same syringe, to sedate him.
Once again fear found its way in her perfect voice. The fear itself spoke to her in its cackling voice. It told her legs to go weak, her stomach to lurch and her heart to ache.
Your mother once told you that there was nothing to fear but fear itself, but still you could not silence its voice.
He tried to reach out to the one person that truly understood him. But as her body movements grew tighter he realized it was to no avail.
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