Forty-Four: Are You A...

The dimly lit corridor gave me an eerie feeling, and I knew Kaylee (or Waterman as the staff liked to call her) felt the same. Periodically, we would glance behind us on the short walk back from the showers to make sure that the only people in the hallway were the other occupants in our block.

I eyed the orderly suspiciously from where he watched over us from the end of the hall. He didn't need to be there. That's why they had cameras in the corner of every room. The way the sickly-looking man examined each person made me feel the same way I did when he showed up at my house to take me away.

It was disturbing and violating as if he had x-ray vision. Unfortunately for him, it also made me want to smash his face. The bug-eyed man definitely looked like he could be undead or at least some nasty blood-sucking leech.

When his eyes met mine, my lip curled in disgust and his into a smile. I could practically hear him from the way his eyes bore into me. He was saying, You will do. Your turn