Tap... Tap.. Tap

Sleepless nights. Sleepless nights lead to dreamless nights. Dreamless nights lead to empty nights. Empty nights lead to loss of motivation. Loss of motivation leads to the same thing every day. A padded room. No connection to the outside world. It wasn't even their fault. It wasn't ever HER fault. These are the thoughts running through Karma's head every day. Everything was fine until her father decided money was more important than his daughter. Well, it probably doesn't even matter now. After all, it's been 8 years since her clothes were dripping in his blood. His face made her laugh and cry at the same time. The knife slipped into his body like it was nothing. Like Karma wasn't hurting him at all. Not like he hurt her.

8 years, 2 days

It took everyone 2 days to forget what happened in the news. That happened in their own neighborhood. Karma would stare at the ground and remember it vividly. "Elizabeth". That name struck her heart. She was playing in the living room when her father called her over to the basement. She did as told. The creaking of the steps filled the quiet room then something covered her mouth. Her eyes widen. She wanted to scream, scream as loud as she could. Please help me...

But there was nothing

Her eyes were removed and sold off to some sick freak. One day she ran out. She needed to leave that place. Run. Away. Her neighbors saw her and called the police. She was brought to a hospital. Spontaneously she could see again but there was nothing they could do about her eyes. Then he walked in. A chill ran through her spine. She tried to tell the doctors to help her. Get her away from him. That liar. That manipulative fucker. He lied through her teeth and they believed him. 

7 years

7 years until all that pain just snaps inside you. You want to do it. You need to do it. Anything to stop the voices. Anything to stop the pain. It's getting louder. Louder. Louder. Louder. Then it's quiet. You take a look at everything around you. It's been a month. You look at your hands. Dried blood. Then smell get to you and you're filled with nausea. Turning your head next to you...

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Tears ran down her cheek. What happened. How long have I been in the basement? What had happened. She wiped her tears-

1 year

1 year in the asylum everything had been a blur. She sat up on her bed and looked around. Padded room Padded room Padded room Padded room Padded room Padded room. All around. No windows. Just a door. A door that will let me out. A door that will let us out. All 6 of us. Who is us? It's only me. No, it's us. All 6 of us. All 6 of us. All 5 of us. 

What happened to the 6th?

They died. No time to worry. They're dead They're dead. Go now. Be free.

All 5 of us. All 5 of us. All 4 of us

What happened to the 5th

 They're pretending to be the others. Keep their identity. All 4 of us. All 4 of us. All 5 of us. They're back. Oh god Oh god Oh god Oh god. They are coming. Blood Blood Blood

Dripping through the walls,  drip drip drip. It's filling up the room, splash splash splash. They're outside your room-

Tap...Tap...Tap

Karma looked around

Tap Tap Tap

"It's the nurse again," Karma thought to herself. The door swung open. "Good Morning XXXXXXXXX," the nurse said in a cheery voice. Karma stayed silent. The nurse left the door open, as she does every morning. This isn't your normal asylum. There are other things in every room.  Human or something else. It's like your average hospital except there are crosses on top of every doorway. They think a God could protect them.

...

shut up

Patients are allowed to roam the halls by themselves on how recovered the doctors and nurses think they are. Fortunately, Karma was one of them. On her way to the dining room, she heard-

drip...drip...drip

...

She frozen in her tracks. 

...

Drip...Drip...Drip

Room 304. 304. 304. 304. 304. Karma presses her ear against the door. There was heavy breathing on the other side.

DRIP DRIP DRIP

"Who are you?" Karma asked. To her surprise, she wasn't afraid. It felt like she was talking to an old friend

All 6 of them All 6 of them

"Hello XXXXXXXXX" said the voice. Karma peeked in the little 'window'. 

Grey hair. Demonic eye, missing left eye. Purple tears. Red cheeks. Yellow bear-like ears...Wide smile

"He said you are looking for people, correct," They said with a giggle. 

"No, you're uh... probably talking about someone else"

"Hm..." They said before going quietly. As Karma began walking away until hear them say, "All 6 of them". Something told her she would stay. "How else could they have known," Karma though. Feeling a pit in her stomach, she started to walk away. 

 It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head 

We're in your head