[ WP ] You are a patient in a psych ward . You decide to break out , but find that the entire place was abandoned long ago

Bang! The double doors she just ran out of slammed shut behind her. She stepped down a few steps and just stood there for a minute. She closed her eyes to feel the warmth of the sun on her face and listened for the sounds of anything she could hear. She had not been outside in years. She was being held against her will inside that insane asylum. She turned to look back she wanted one last look at the prison holding her captive. Something was wrong, the place looked different. Suddenly the sun seemed overcast and it felt almost dark. The building was now abandoned. But how could it, she thought. Weeds and vines had overtaken the building. The grass around the property was high like it had not been cut in years. Everything was brown and dead. Paint was chipped and faded, the doors were rusted around the hinges and handles. 
 
 She walked up to a window and wiped away the layers of dirt and dust, she tried to look inside. The place seemed empty and still. It looked abandoned. No sign of the scowling people in white dresses and shoes, running around jamming needles in people ’ s arms. Turning them into the lifeless, living. Her head was spinning with shock and disbelief. She had just snuck out of that place and it was alive. Now its dead, she wondered if she was. 
 She slowly stepped back up the stairs she just walked down. She approached the double doors with a rusty chain around the handles. “ There was no chain before ” … she spoke out loud. She pulled on the chain and it fell effortlessly to the ground. She slowly pushed open the door. She stopped and looked behind her. Just beyond her and the overtaken grounds and falling fence, she saw beautiful trees just across the street. She knew beyond that tree line, life was out there. She was so confused about what was going on. She was drawn back to the abandoned building. She stepped in. The door swung shut behind her with a loud bang that echoed through the empty corridors. 
 
 The place was empty and it was more than obvious. Layers of dirt and graffiti covered the walls. The paint was chipping and the smell of mildew covered the halls. She started down the corridor to the room she had been trapped in for all those years. Ten horrible years of not knowing who had, or why she was put there. 
 
 She passed an all too familiar door. The sign hanging over it read Medicine Dispensary She peeked in, all of the medicine was long gone by now. The floor was littered in empty plastic medicine bottles. She yelled out loud “ WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!? ”. Her head was throbbing she felt dizzy and everything started to spin. She sat on the ground. The throbbing in her head slowed for the moment. As she sat there she looked down and noticed her clothing. They were dirty and torn and her shoes had a huge hole, her big toe and the one next to it was showing. She remembered she was wearing new clothes when she walked out of there. She had just stolen them from the donation box and taken the tags off herself. And how could she have missed the big gapping hole in the shoes too? 
 She stood up and headed down the hallway. She was heading towards the wing that everyone slept in. She started the chant she would say under her breath every time she took this trip. It was her way of keeping her sense of humor. This time she spoke out loud, her voice trembling each time she passed a door. “ One…Two…three…four…oh god help me one more. ” She stood in front of the fifth door and slowly pushed it open. A ray of light was beaming down to the floor from the small window at the top of the wall. There was a chair right under the window. She had a flash memory of her climbing up in that chair to clean that window. She remembered doing that in the room. It was the only way she saw light or got a glimpse of a star every once in a while. She even saw a shooting star one night years ago when she was first there. She wished so hard on it to get out. When it never happened she convinced herself maybe it was just some kind of rocket ship she saw and not a shooting star. She looked around and saw the bed where she remembered it had been, and the table top vanity with a small foggy mirror in front of it. She walked over to it and saw a distorted reflection of herself. It was enough to now see that her face looked dirty and her hair was a mess. She reached up and touched it. It felt like it had not been brushed in weeks. She started to cry. Reality seemed unreal and she had no idea what was real or fake. Maybe this was all a dream, she thought. She looked around more closely and it dawned on her. The room looked different then the rest of the building. It looked clean. There were no layers of dirt on the walls or a build up of Cobb webs in the corners. The bed was made and the surface was wiped clean. It was like someone was still living there. She heard a noise and it startled her. She screamed out loud. Her heart was racing and she was feeling completely numb now. She did not even know how she was still standing. Her body felt weightless and heavy at the same time. She did not know if she was alone. Maybe the person who was staying in the room was around. She ran out of the room and back down the hallway towards the doors she came in from. She pushed the doors opened, ran down the steps and just kept running. She did not even want to look back. She came up to the falling fence surrounding the property. She climbed over it and started running again down the street. A few cars passed her quickly honking because she was running in the middle of the street. Finally she ran out of breath and just stopped. As she was hunched over to catch her breath she heard the sounds of one of the passing cars stopping. She stood up and did not know if she should run. She did not want to turn around. She heard the door of the car shut, someone must have gotten out. Her heart raced even more. She did not want to go back to that place. What if someone was coming for her to make her go back? “ Chrissy… Chrissy oh my god is that you? ” Someone was speaking to her and the name Chrissy sounded like it might be hers. “ Chrissy oh my god its me Tracey, everyone ’ s been looking for you, where have you been? ” The women sounded concerned. She turned around and looked at the lady. She was an older lady just starting to wrinkle but still young enough that her age was questionable. Just as she was trying to figure out who the lady was, the women ran up to her and hugged her tight. She pushed away from her grip. “ Where have you been, you have been missing for years, we all thought you were dead. ” She stood there in more shock and could not move. Suddenly her feet no longer felt heavy, she bolted back towards the building she had been trying to escape from. She climbed back over the fence. She ran past the overgrown trees and what she saw made her fall to her knees. There was nothing there, it was just an empty lot. 

