[ WP ] You live in a world where good deeds result in increased youthfulness and bad deeds result in aging . You , a very good young person have just been hired to work at Sunnyside Nursing Home .

I remember my first day at Sunnyside, walking in through the glass sliding doors, surrounded by elderly being carted around. The place had a distinct smell, not death, it was more like... Pure mischief. 
 
 
 `` Hello! You must be Brian!'' The lady at the desk said. I remember her smile to this day, so bright and beautiful. 
 
 
 `` Yes, I was hired as an orderly here, today's my first day.'' I said, bending down to pick up some trash off the floor. 
 
 
 `` Yes, right this way Brian.'' she said, hinting at me to follow with her hand. A hand with such beauty it rivaled the smile. 
 As the 2 of us walked down the hall, I could n't help but think of how wonderful this new change in my life would be. I'd lived my whole life in the city, It was thrilling to finally be out in nature, in a small town. The trees were abundant, swaying with the breeze. The warm sun tingling on my skin. My excitement for this new venture in my life was wonderful! I'd never been so excited. At least not since I was young. I had no choice but to gurgle my mouth as loudly as I could manage, of course I ended up soliciting some odd looks from the people around me, as well as angel face, but it was worth it! 
 
 
 `` This is Karen, she's your trainer today. Stay close to her and try to pay attention to what she teaches you.'' Angel face said, just before gliding away on her angelic feet. 
 
 
 `` Brian is it? Have you ever worked with the elderly?'' Karen asked. 
 
 
 `` No, I've heard they're troubled folk, but with our care and nurturing I'm sure we can bring some of em back to the good side!'' I said, enthused as ever. 
 
 
 `` Right, well, just stick close to me, and pay attention.'' Karen said, taking lead into one of the old folk's rooms. 
 As we opened the door loud screaming began, Inhuman screaming. Then my eyes met with it. it was no old folk. It was some sort of demonic creature trying to escape out the window. If this sight was already too much for me. I had to then put up with the orderlies in full body kevlar, claiming they had to keep themselves SAFE?! What did they mean by `` SAFE''?!. Karen could tell my mind was having a fit, she quickly pulled me aside. 
 
 
 `` Look pal, these people have no interest in living the kind of live you do, this is how they want to live, and we've no right to judge that.'' Her face was stern and she had the voice to match. 
 
 
 `` I understand, so what do we do then?'' I asked, still in shock in regards to what I'd gotten myself into. 
 
 
 `` Our job is to keep them from harming anyone, though this is the life they wish to live, that does n't mean we can allow them to harm others. We can just respect them, while standing for what we believe in.'' She said. 
 After being inspired by the wisdom in her words, I now knew that what I was doing was in fact the right thing. However, it raised the question. If that's what they really want to do, why is it wrong? I slept on that question. 
 
 
 The next day I arrived to work, I made a point to attempt to speak with one of the elderly before I began rounds with Karen. I went around the back, and began searching for room 442. The cardinals room. The cardinal was a famous old folk. He had an age of 923, yet he was still alive and well. People of old and young died not at an age of old, but very randomly. A young helper who'd lived 1000 years could kick it just like a helper who'd lived 100. SDP, Spontaneous Death Syndrome is what we called it. It could strike anyone at anytime. Hence the name... As I approached the Cardinals room, there was no sound. I figured no screams was a good sign. I slowly began to open his door, and make my way into his room. A few steps in I noticed him sitting in the corner of the room, looking out the window. 
 
 
 `` Mr. Cardinal sir, could I have a moment of your time?'' I asked, unsure if I would receive a genuine reply. 
 
 
 `` Sure'' He replied, his voice deep like the ocean, and smooth like a pearl. The energy in the room felt so calm, but at the same time, so, confused? I felt a certain safety about him as I approached, but that safe feeling is what made it all so unsettling. 
 
 
 `` Cardinal, what did you do to earn all the years and age you've acquired?'' I asked. 
 He kept his gaze fixed out the window. I know he heard me, but he took his sweet time to reply. 
 
 
 `` I did nothing I would n't do again'' he said, after a long wait. 
 
 
 `` How can you have no regrets when you lived your whole life wrong?'' I asked, sure of my inquiry yet weary of the answer I did n't want to hear. 
 
 
 It is my freedom to live how I choose. And this is how I chose.'' His voice echoed in the room, each word carrying so much power. How could a man so old, and so wrong, carry so much respect only with his voice? He then quickly turned his head to me, and said `` Live how you'd like, not how you're supposed to.'' He then fell to the floor like a sack of old potatoes. The presence left the room, and I was left dumbstruck. 
 
 

