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Day 5,475 Started by: Santiago_Delucci on Jul 22, '18 02:38

"BUZZZZZZZZZZZZ!" 

The heavy solid door to the white padded room opened with a loud metallic thud. 

The medium sized room was lined with what must have been at one point clean white padded walls. Now there was pink stains mixed with all sorts of scribblings over all the walls. Delucci looked up from his bed as he sat with his back against the padded pink stained wall as two men in white scrubs entered and glared at him. His bare feet hanging off the bed. His arms wrapped around himself underneath the snug and securely strapped straight jacket over his torso. His vision blurry as the bright white light hit his eyes in his waking state. 

"Hey! Let's go, it's time."

One of the men said with a chuckle. Obviously looking forward to what was coming. 

Delucci shifted his weight forward slumping up off the bed with a grunt as the two men came closer. Their hands gripping firmly at the straps to control Delucci's movements when Delucci grinned and bucked his head against one of the men's faces instantly breaking his nose as blood ran down over his mouth while he stumbled back. Delucci laughed as the other man quickly grabbed his shoulder and swung him face first into the  somewhat soft wall. Still, it was solid enough underneath the measly couple of inches of dirty padding. 

Everything went black as his body went momentarily limp. The still standing guard grabbed Delucci and stood him up against the wall. Fresh blood painting his white room along with the rest of the old blood stains splattered over his once clean white walls. Once the other guard regained his composure they both dragged Delucci's unconscious body out of his room.

The room that had been his home for the last 15 years. The room where he had grown up since his arrival when he was only 16 years old. His head hung down as his bare feet dragged across the cold concrete tiled floor.

"HEY!, Wake up!"

A voice shouted as Delucci felt a slap across his face. Coughing as he opened his eyes. Looking up he could see the same faces that had haunted him for so many years. 

"Man you really fucked up this time, didn't you?"

One voice said.

"Don't listen to him, you did good. Taught that guard didn't ya?"

Said another. 

Delucci laid his head back down with a sigh as the faces over him continued to speak and argue amongst themselves. He gritted his teeth together as he tried to sit up but found he couldn't move. He couldn't turn his head or anything. 

"Ohhh, look at you. Squirming like a little bitch!"

Said one of the voices from above as it spotted him struggling. 

"Did you forget what time it is again?"

Questioned another with a snicker. 

"BUZZZZZZZZZZ" 

The sound of electricity echoed out into the hall of the Asylum as the lights by the door and inside dimmed and flickered. The sounds of Delucci screaming faded as he came back to reality from the jolt that just surged through his brain. His eyes watering as his body slowly stopped convulsing. 

"AGAIN!"

A stern woman's voice commanded from out of view. 

Delucci groaned just a moment before the sound of high voltage surged through his brain again. His wrists thrashing against the restraints pinning them to his sides. The strap around his neck tightening as his throat expanded from his convulsing. His eyelids fluttering as his pupils darted around in his eyeballs. Suddenly everything went black again. 

"Man are they getting you good this time! Maybe you shouldn't have hit that guy."

One of the familiar voices scowled down at him from above. 

"Nonsense! He had it coming. In fact you should did him like all the others!"

Another voice growled. 

Delucci chuckled which turned into a creepy laugh that echoed out of the room he was being held in. His laugh brought him out of his usual place where his nightmares often began. 

"You think that's funny?!"

One of the guards in white scrubs asked before swinging his arm down on Delucci's chest, making him cough up saliva that had foamed up around his lips from the shock therapy along with specs of blood. Only a grunt escaped Delucci's lips as he continued with his laughing. 

"Get him outta here! Take him down to the Tombs."

The woman's voice ordered again from the shadows. 

"Right away."

The guards answered as Delucci felt his gurney moving once again. Still he continued laughing though now it was more strained from the blow to his abdomen. The chills were visible on the other patients, despite their own eeriness as he was wheeled down to the elevator to disappear into the lower levels of this hell house. 

"Knock it off!"

Grunted one of the guards as Delucci felt a sharp pain on the side of his head and his vision darkened as his eyelids closed against his will. Realizing he had just been knocked out once again as he heard the ding of the elevator doors. 

"One more turn in the Tombs again! Coming down!"

A voice chuckled in the darkness.

"You must really like spending time with us huh?"

Another asked.

Delucci found himself walking alone down a dark eerie empty hall. Whispers and voices seeping out of the doorways that lined the path as he kept walking forward. A grin on his face as he seemed to feel at home here. His hand reaching out toward the door before him as his still bare feet shuffled across the cold floor. 

"Welcome home, Santiago.."

An eerie voice whispered from the darkness as his vision faded once again. 

"Here we go, back where you belong Delucci!"

A more physical voice boomed as he felt gravity shift in his blindness. His body falling forward with a sudden smack of his face on the cold concrete floor. His eyes squinting open just in time to see the man in white scrubs grin and slam his door shut. The light fading as pitch black filled the room. 

Delucci sighed as several different voices chuckled quietly from all around him. Shifting his body in the darkness until he could feel the wall against his back. His arms still snug underneath his straight jacket as he exhaled. 

"It's good to be back.. I've missed you all..."

Delucci said as he closed his eyes, knowing it made little difference as the whispers and voices came closer through the darkness. 

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As he lay there , exhausted from the past dreams, of his horrific dreams , about watching his loved one , haunted about his past , his mind spiraling, having not fed for along time , since the woman he thought known to be dead , he loved ever so dearly, he hissed, tossing and turning, as the dreams came each night.

He being immortal being of all , could hear weird sounds , coming from the left side of the outside of his house , he wondered why he could feel such darkness , sitting up out of bed , he sniffed , thinking someone was there , but there was no one, his eyes a deep gold , spiraling out into purple,  and into black, as he looked about his chambers , it was black as the night sky , with out stars .

It didn't mean he couldn't see , the colors of his eyes glowed , as he used his night vision, he could see his bed frame , and the white pillars it had, thr bed was fitted with nothing but silk , and comforter , the silk being the color if his eyes , he let his get slide over the side , he couldn't tell if it was cold , because he never aged a day past 18.

His long, black, curly hair, disheveled a bit, but it still looked perfect , as he sat up shirtless , but he still wore silk pajamas, although he was muscle build through out his body , some say he looked to be molded out of marble, his skin between a white and a caremel complexion , he then walked over to his wardrobe , grabbing his boots, long with his leather pants, hearing another weird sound , he looked up hissing , as his fangs began to show , he then quickly changed into his pants , and put on his robe and boots and opened up hid balcony window. 

As he jumped onto thr ledge , he sat in a crough, he could feel the moonmoon gazing down on him , his eyes glowed , as the window blew through his hair, hiring the back bottomg part, making it go up, along with his hair, he smell of hatred , and blood along with a crazy sence of sadness , he then stood up straight , seeing he was a good 80 feet in the air , he closed his eyes , and put his hands out, and jumped , as thr bottom of his robe blew up and back wards in thr air , his hair in sync with his robe,  he enjoyed it , he would never dye anyway , why not have a littlelittle mayhem with it , he landed on his feet as he landed .

As his feet hit the ground , he had one knew on the ground, and the one hand as well , as he stayed crouched in some tall grass, he smiffed again , looking for that smell of blood , as the wind blew in his hair back gently , along with his robe,  he gave a loud growl , sound as if he were a giant .

He then ran, faster than the speed of lightening, as his hair blew in the wind, the smell of blood drawing him in , out of the corner of his eyes , he could see he was a blur, but everythinng to him was so clear, he could see the small bubbles of water slding down the long , tall grass tips , he could see a bee huvering over flower , he looked farther, and Se could see a spider's web , like he was looking through a magnifying glass , he ran past it , feeling as if he was gaining speed,  the closer and closer he got to where the smell was coming from,  the more potent the smell had gotten .

 

Then suddenly he came to a stop, seeing a building out in thr middle if no where , as hungry as he was , he could take down everything , but something told him he needed to save someone,  he crouched down in thr tall grass , he could see a gate, tall probably to keep people or in he didnt kniw which, either way it di its purpose to a certain extent, he supposed.

He looked farther, and could see guards all the way around, he hissed, then out of no where he could hear it, the screams, he stood up, mad, suddenly, he didnt know why, but hearing screams while he was hungry set him off, and hurt his ears.

He stood up, as small electrify bolts started to flair around him, coming from him , hitting the ground , as the wind slight picked up , his mouth turned into a sadistic smile,  as the guards looked at him, he then walked up to the gate, putting his hands against it , making it melt , hr growled again , as he walked past the gate .

"I hate screaming... ." was all he said. 

Tenkai then disappeared , as he neared the guards grabbing them one by one inn thr process as they screamed , he tore a hole in their throats , draining them dry , the more angrier he got , the more his powers became stronger , and soon you could hear the screams of his chains scraping against the cement floor ,making anyones ears bleed , his chains were heavy , and they glowed , as he swung one of the ends of his chain, shatter glass,  he then jumped spinning into a window , he landing on his feet .

 

As Tenkai landed quietly on his feet, he could hear two guards talking as they stared at him,  he turned , giving them a sadistic smile , and disappeared, as they screamed with he grabbed them, he then ripped their throats out with his teeth and smashed their heads against the wall .

"I hate screaming ......" Was all he said as he walked further killing and electrocuting as he went .

Then as he could see the smell was coming from thr tumbs ,he could hear laughter getting louder , he could see other patients getting beatened , he unlocked their area letting them go , and as he walked closer, taking the shadows unto him, letting the chains clank, as he would walk past guards, he made them scream, his hair looked as if the strands here moving on their on but spread out, like web, killing as went.

"I hate hoe hungry i am.." He said, as he then saw something, something he had smelled when he was back at his home.

He stood there at the door looking into the window, to see, he then raised his hand, undoing the lock, he walked in, his eyes now a full glow, breaking shackles on the wall but no the ones around him, he the raised his hand again, with out touching the male, and never saying a word, he liftef the man up, to get a closer look into his eyes, like he had seen this man be, like he was blood to Tenkai, but he wanted to check with onr glance.

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