1st+person+point+of+view+(1)

I awoke in a strange room. I didnt know where I was or what to do. It was as if i couldnt move at all. What was i doing here. I remember the car accident, and i remembered the flashing lights. After that it is a blur to me. I looked around a room and could see lights but not that bright. I was trying to pull my arm up but i couldnt. I moved to look and could kind of see that my body was strapped to a bed. They must have done a surgery on me but instead of seeing stitches i could see blood. Blood was all over the sheets that were laying on me. I kept dozing in and out of consciousness, but when i came back to reality or maybe a nightmare. I still dont know what happened then but i do remember a doctor coming in and unstrapping me because he thought i was still asleep. He told me that he took out some of my organs or part of them and when i looked down my stomach and chest i could see what was like railroad tracks.

I didnt know what day it was so I asked. It was Halloween. Great my worse nightmare that I was living in reality. I probably should go back to earlier in the night. Two days before Halloween. I was in my small apartment finishing my zombie spiders family decoration and i decided to finish the welding of it then and go to a party my friend was throwing after. So i finished the welding of the spiders and went to the car and went to the party. I remember drinking so much that night, but it probably wouldnt have been as bad with beer. In the middle of their planning my friends had decided to go get hard liquor and we ended up drinking it all. I thought i had been okay to drive so i was heading home. The long black road felt as if it was getting longer by each ticking second. It was already hard to see and i realized too late i should have stayed at the house for the night because i should have never drived like this. Anyway in the middle of thinking that a storm hit. Not a normal storm it was a bad one. I remembered watching lightning hit in front of me and all around me. The rain was pouring and it was getting even worse to see. Instead of slowing down i sped up to get home faster. Wrong idea...big time. At the moment i was going around a corner my car skidded across the road and over an embankment. I woke up to seeing the lights and the ambulance but i knew nobody had called. I sure as heck didnt call but yet they were here. Police took me out and for some strange reason already knew my name even though I didnt have any ID on me or say anything about my name.

When I woke up it was as if it really was a horror movie. I went to talk and realized they had sewn my mouth shut tightly were even with they smallest knife it would cut my skin open. The horror nurse came in and drew blood, but instead of into a vial it was into a glass. Gross who would ever decide to come here? I wasnt truly panicked yet and I was still pretty calm. She then undid my restraints and walked out of the room. I had to go to a bathroom to see what my injuries really were or what they had done to me. I got up and felt my rib cage as I walked to the bathroom. I felt maybe 4 ribs gone and my stomach was slashed open in about a dozen different places. They were all long cuts that would never heal. When I reached the bathroom, it looked like claw marks down one side of my face then the knife carved jagged lines all over. It then looked as if they took a stapler and just stapled me back together again. They made my wrists look as if I had tried a suicide attempt. I walked out of the bathroom and into my room again and a cop was there.

"Do you realize how lucky you are?" He asked in a deep husky voice.

"If I was lucky then I wouldnt be here. I would be in a real hospital and not this psycho black market type of asylum." I spat at him.

He walked out of my room and before he came back I ran. I was ignoring the sharp pain through my body. I ignored the fact I looked like a frankenstein. I just wanted out of there. I felt a barbed chain wrap around my ankle and yank me back. They chained me to the bed and kept doing strange experiments on me for a few weeks. Then I became one of them. For a year I worked there trying to find a way out. I had tried running many times but in the end I went home and hid from the world. Going back to the job that had cost me everything. My skin was lined with harsh scars and memories that wouldnt ever heal, but this Halloween would be different...It would be very different because I knew what they planned and it was going to be the best Halloween they ever had...

I found them strangely all in their "break" room, and asleep. I took a barbed chain and tied them all up. A chain for each of them. They couldnt feel anything because they were like the living dead asleep. I hung each of them upside down in a room all their own and it was as if the shoe was on the other foot. I relished the chance to finally have payback on the ones that ruined my life. They woke up an hour later and started thrashing about. I walked in dressed as a surgeon. One by one I watched a huge puddle of blood cover the floor and each of them die from the injuries. I knew I was lucky to be alive but I am lucky got to watch each die. They watched each other die, and by the end of the night the cop was dead too. I walked out of the hospital and never looked back to the masscre building that had once been the only home, and now it was gone and i was glad to finally be able to walk away. Never to return again...

After that night, I was ridiculed. I couldn't even walk into a room without people talking about the scars they could see all over my exposed skin. The boyfriend I had at the time dumped me because he thought I had done it to myself and would not admit I went to a mental ward. I found a new job same town I had lived in. (The drinking and hospital were in another state, but I live by the border of the other state.) By the end of it I was working as a Prison Officer. I was 17 at the time I decided to go partying but made a stupid choice that ruined my life. (Just saying it so people dont believe i really drink or promote it.) Anyway I went to college and got a certificate for criminal justice and now at 19 i work there. I work most of the time to hide from it all. I have worked here another year since the entire thing. I am in counceling over it all but am getting better.

Halloween Night...I had to go down to the part of the prison that was gated about 4 times and steel doors on every room. I had to go down to check on a new inmate that had arrived. He strangely looked familiar but I didnt think anything of it. He came to the door slowly and I backed away a couple of steps. The only things he said was..."I have been waiting to find you." My nightmare has begun again and now it turned into living abyss in my new job as well.