Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C Block C - Detention Cell Two armed men approach a confinement cell that could be found early in Block C. One of the few cells meant to hold patients who are moved to Block C for punishment and were likely to be moved back to Block B in under a month. One of these men peeked in while the other shuffled with a key chain. Inside the Detention Cell was more like a white box made of pillows or cheap mattresses. The man's eyes stopped on the long, lanky form of a young man who had been laying across the floor in a straight jacket. Long grey hair had flown over his facial features, making it difficult to tell if the patient had been awake or asleep. Only the faintest signs of breathing had clued the man into the fact that he was still alive. Not that it was possible for the patient to have killed himself already. But, the straight jacket wasn't meant to protect the patient. That straight jacket was part of a two-fold procedure to keep this patient from causing more bodily harm to the guards. The other man had finally stopped at the appropriate device to open the door. With a simple swip, the door had been pushed open. Pocketing the key chain, the guard without a weapon had stepped in to stand beside the patient. The guard, who had previously been peeking in, remained in the hallway with his weapon prepared in case something happened. With his hands on the patient's jacket, the guard lifted him to his feet by force. This motion had both awoken Zach and made the hair over his eyes dance about until his brown eyes had been opened. Oh. Hey. I, ugh, already had my medication this morning. Came an innocent tone from Zach's soft, sleepy face. The guard beside him, who brought him to his feet, fought the urge to throw a punch or push the taller, thin patient. Despite his young appearance and innocent act, Zach had hurt a fair few of the guards and has since built up a bad reputation with the majority of them. Nice try, McKnight. You arn't on medication today. The guard in the hallway had spoken up. The sound of the gritty older man had been one of displeasure. Zach attributed this kind of annoyance in his voice to that same sensation in middle school when a teacher makes you play with the lonely smelly kid and you hate it. Almost as if on cue, Zach blinked away the drowsiness and pulled together his big charming smile. Just keeping you on your toes. His previously innocent tone had melted away with the appearence off his smile. This was a face that most of Eternal Peaks had seen in Block B and Block C, and it wasn't a pleasant one if you heard the stories. While a more permanent position in Block C had been requested, for one reason or another, Zach's ghostly visage keeps being let back into Block B. What's the odds I could get you guys to rough me up and put in a complaint to get me on them happy meds again? The guard in the cell sneered at the thought, but shook his head. There's cameras everywhere, McKnight. Not that we havn't thought about kicking your shitty teeth in. There was a hint of an accent on this guard, the one who spoke was the unarmed man beside Zach. Contorting his face like a comedian, Zach pretended to be shocked or astounded by the statement. With a pause and neither of the men laughing, Zach returned his usual, casual smile to his lips paired with his lazy eyes. Alright, so you arn't here too beat me up. I'm not on medications. And to my knowledge, I'm not on schedule to meet with the staff... Did you boys just stop by to say hi to yer'old pal Zach? More humor, and the stiffest audience imaginable, Zach was ready for a good day. Block B - Amphitheatre - Orientation