Death is Inevitable

Frank pov


I look around at my surroundings, trying to remember the best way to get in and out of things and how we actually escaped in the first place. There seems to be a lot more high security things around here than I remember. I haven't even been gone that long, maybe they installed them after we all escaped, eliminating all possible ways for future patients to succeed in escaping too. I notice more of the small details I guess, like how there seems to be more security cameras lines up around the ceilings, recording every inch of the facility.

I walk up to the building and stare at the lock in awe at how much more advanced the technology seems to be. There's another place for an I.D card and several locks on it making it nearly impossible for someone to come in. There's a security camera aimed right where I'm standing and decide fuck it, they've probably already seen me on cameras anyway so I take my fist and punch it through the small part of the door that actually has glass on it. Now is the hard part, trying to actually fit through the small opening so I can get inside.

I look at the opening closely, before attempting to go through it with my feet first, then pull myself through. I lift myself up and slide through, without a problem.

I land on the ground, a little more roughly than planned, and land on my butt.

"Ouch." I mumble quietly to myself, hoping to not be heard, but having to express my minor pain in some way.

I glance around, making sure no one else is around before getting up and looking for a door that may lead me to where Gerard is being held. There's hundreds of doors lining each side of the walls. I forgot how many rooms there actually were in this building, it's actually quite overwhelming at some times, knowing that there's this many people locked away too feeling just as miserable as you, sometimes even worse and sometimes less, either way they're here just like you are.

It kind of scares me to think Gerard's here and Mikey. He could even be dead right now, or trying to kill himself right now, while im being selfish thinking about what could be wrong with Gerard instead of actually trying to help him.

I get snapped out of my thoughts and continue my search to find anywhere that could be hiding where Gerard is. He could be behind any of these doors suffering, but so far from looking through the windows, all I've seen is some crazy people sitting in their rooms trying to relieve their boredom. I guess by calling them crazy people I'm being a hypocrite because obviously i'm a little insane too for them to put me here in the first place.

I keep walking down the hallway when I hear a voice coming from one of the rooms and what they're talking about has caught my attention.

"Yeah, there's been a break in. Try to gather all of the patients to their rooms, and check all of the cameras. Try to get a look at his face." I hear one of what seems like a doctor say.

"We've gathered most of the patients already and I have people checking the footage right now." I hear another voice reply.

Before they even realize I've been listening all along, I jump into the room, grabbing ahold of one of the doctors necks and twisting it harshly, killing him instantly. That's one doctor down. The other doctor just looks at me in fear and begins reaching for his gun before I lunge at him, grabbing his gun before he can and picking it up and pointing it towards him.

"Tell me where the patient Gerard Way is." I demand.

"He-he's in room 36." He says, cowering in fear.

"Thank you for cooperating, I may not kill you because of that." I tell him, acting like I'm grateful.

"Thank you so much I-"

"Or not." I say before pulling the trigger on the gun and letting the bullet fly, hitting him straight in the heart and piercing the skin, killing him the instant it reaches his skin.

I look at the two bodies, the two living souls I just killed. I feel a rush of adrenaline come through me and I can't help but like the feeling, it's like nothing I've ever experienced before. I've never killed anyone before, and I have to say I don't exactly mind it. I get what Gerard means when he says that he's helping them it all seems clear now.

"Snap out of it Frank! You don't wanna end up like Gerard!" I tell myself, hating that im starting to think that way.

"Room 36." I mumble to myself, reminding me the number of the room thrust Gerard is in. I carry the gun close to my side, and ready to shoot because you never know who will turn the corner and possibly end my life right here.

"Room 33, 34, 35, and 36." I say, stopping as I reach the right room. I stop for a second, bracing myself for whatever was on the other side of the door. I open the door slowly, closing one eye and my eyes immediately land on Gerard, bruised and bloody and laying on the ground.

"Gerard?" I say quietly and he turns to look towards me. Instead of a look of happiness like I expected, a look of worry takes place on his face.

"Frank?! you need to leave right now it's not safe, they're coming to get you leave while you-." He gets cut off as I feel a piece of cold metal pressed against my body. I look down at my arm and see a syringe inside my arm and a doctor smirking as my vision slowly clouds, and soon turns fully black.

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