Thread: || Cell Block A ||

Cell Block C Tags Kaige Arriving from Cell Block C Daniella ponder how long Kaige must have been a patient as they headed into the elevator. When had the girl not been here? The more she thought about it the more it made sense that Candice Whitehorn could indeed be this girl's aunt. She kept her thoughts to herself though, knowing better than to express her hypothesis. If she was right, Kaige could very well get defensive or even violent. Not to mention what hell she would bring on herself from Mrs. Whitehorn if she thought Daniella a threat, or a nuisance. Staying on a board member's good side was crucial for this job, especially as a lowly nurse. One wrong step and Daniella would be unemployed. The elevator dinged as the doors reopened, now exiting onto the second basement level, Block A. The change of floors was obvious. Where Cell Block C was grungy and dirty, and full of small cement cells lined down the halls for solitary confinement, this level was clean and white. The tiled floors were waxed, glistening white and clean of stains. The walls were a similar shade, giving off a hospital feel to it all. Door lined the hall until it broke into a four-way, and then the cell's started. Lined up side by side, there was almost no white cement walls to be seen as the glass walls took their places, showing off each patient inside. Daniella let Kaige pause and look into one that was currently empty. It was double the size of the solitary cell's, and cleaner. There was a small twin sized mattress in the corner, with a folded blanket and pillow on top of it. Nothing fancy or extreme, but it was a luxury in this place for the patients. There was also a lack of a toilet in the room, whereas in Kaige's old cell there had been a small, filthy toilet in the corner she had to live with. There are no need for toilets in the cell's, Daniella explained, There are shared washrooms on this level for that. She pulled Kaige along to the left of the four way, where there was a plain empty hall way before it broke into another fourway. If they turned right they would see cell's again. If they continued forward they would reach the cafeteria. But Daniella wasn't here for the tour, she was simply getting the girl ready to move up. A patient would come and do the tours. This way, she touched her then, lightly on the arm as she guided her to the left, away from the wafting smell of food ahead of them. In the small corridor that they had turned into there were two doors on the left, and two archways on the right. On the left was a swinging door with a washroom sign above it and a guard leaning against the wall next to it, looking calm. Beside him on his left was a second door that looked locked. Janitor and supply closet, Daniella pointed out, Only a guard can let you in there, so if you need cleaning supplies, you ask him. On the right side of the corridor the two archways were rather far apart from each other, and looking straight in all one could see was a concrete wall. But it was actually just a barrier, and as Daniella and Kaige approached they could see to the left it opened into a rather large room. Both archways opened into the same room, a wide open room with a simple wall in the middle, cut short at either end so that anyone could move from either side. What made this room special were the shower heads sticking out of the walls and the little knobs below them with blue and red painted on either side. The floor was littered with drains in a long line along the walls, the floor slanted just barely to make the water run into them. As they entered they got a good view of two girl's showering seperately while chatting animately, and on the other side of the wall they could hear a couple guy's talking, along with another girl. The shower's are a shared space, alike the bathrooms, Daniella explained, You don't get the luxury of privacy in Eternal Peaks, but we are granting you the luxury of showering when you need to on this floor. Unlike Block C, where you get no showers, and Block B, where you are escorted when told, in Block A it is up to you when you shower. But we expect you to keep up with your hygiene. Someone moving up to Block A Daniella? one of the girl's turned, her eyes glowing red as she asked politely and in a chipper tone. Indeed she is, Daniella spoke back in a calm manner, How's your sessions with Dr. Prax going? Great, she smiled, walking up to them, her breast's bouncing as she did, I haven't had an accident in five days! Excellent. I'm Amber by the way, she smiled at Kaige, Anyways I better get to washing. My shift start in the hour. She pointed at a clock sitting just over the archway, ticking away. It was well past 9 am now. As Amber bounced away Daniella directed Kaige to the nearest shower head, pointing out the small dispenser above the shower knob that would turn the water on. Twist the knob for cold or not water, then press it to turn on. It is timed so it will shut off after two minutes. If you need more water, press it again. There are dispensers under each shower head, the left side contains shampoo, the right side soap. You will use both when cleaning yourself. You may undress now Kaige and shower. I am going to step out and collect some new clothes for you. This was the part that was always a little risky. When being promoted, the patients would always get their first taste of Cell Block A in the showers. It was to rinse them of any grime and show them just a sample of what it was like to be cooperative. Block B's showers did not have the luxury of choosing the temperature, or how long a patient could stay. It was set at lukewarm, and those two minutes were all a patient got to clean themselves, and that was it. Up here, patients were given more freedom, in exchange for more compliancy. The risky part though was that Daniella was leaving the shower rooms, leaving Kaige alone for five minutes. When Daniella reemerged into the hallway alone she nodded at the guard, who instantly was on high alert, ready for anything. Most of the time, patients took this part well, reveling in the fact they weren't being monitored for a few minutes. They enjoyed their shower and when the nurse came back with their clothing they were ready to go. Once in a while though the patients took it as an opportunity to try and escape, and often it ended disasterously for all parties involved. Daniella could only hope Kaige chose the correct one, or else she'd be right back in Block C so quickly it would make her fleeting time on this floor feel like a dream. Stepping back the way she had come, Daniella strolled towards the elevators once more, then turned into a small offset room near them with the LAUNDRY sign above. Inside was a wide room with washer's stacked along one wall and dryer's along the other. Patients on shift and nurses mixed in here, getting the facilities laundry done. The place was bustling with noise and chatter. In here Block A patients helped out with cleaning and folding laundry, working alongside the nurses observing and aiding them. It wasn't the worst job in here, and most times everyone was cheerful like this morning. Daniella said hello as she entered and got a chorus back, before walking over to the shelves near the door, stacked full of an assortment of fresh, folded laundry. A shelf for towels...a shelf for blankets...pillows...scrubs...ah, patient clothing. Daniella picked out each of the four pieces, estimating Kaige's size. A tank top, t-shirt, sweatpants, and shorts. From Kaige's wardrobe she could tell the girl had only ever been given two pieces, but now she was in Block A. Yet another difference. Newbie? one of the nurses asked, stepping up beside her with a handful of fresh folded towels. Yep. Hey, can I steal one of those towels? Sure. You doing okay this morning Daniella? You look a little worn already. The blonde looked away, steeling herself as her heart suddenly clenched, those emotions lurching back to the forefront of her mind. No, she wasn't okay. She'd been rejected and humilated last night and she was still stuck working under Dr. Vera's department, unable to avoid the doctor. Just one of those nights, she lied, taking the towel, Thanks. I should get back before the patient gets any ideas. Good point. Daniella turned and headed back out the room, retracing her steps. It had been at most five minutes, but that was still a long time. She readied herself to walk into the worst, reaching the second four-way and looking over to the archways...