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The Creative Corner - 'Sanity'


First installment of an imaginative writing piece from one of our talented Year 7 members. This piece is based off the game De Pride Isle Sanatorium.


Enjoy and stay tuned!


.SANITY.

.PROLOGUE.


Tap.. Tap.. Tap..

“Soy Holy! I've heard about the commotion. What might we do?” Echoed a voice from the Tea Room. ‘ Soy Holy… I'm not quite sure our patients haven’t been well. Yesterday I had 3 complaints about uncontrollable itching and blurry vision! ‘


Ren’s skin crawled listening to this conversation worrying if he would be a victim of this new “Illness”.  His foot-steps were quiet while creeping behind a garden bed of bushes adorned with red roses the colour of the velvety carpet.


A nurse started to raise her voice with worry or anger it was hard to tell “Well, Please go get more shipments in and do not mention anything! Now go check on the rooms for our new patients…”


.CHAPTER 1.

WELCOMING


01/02/2057

[NeW shiPMeNT…]

‘I'm awake. What is this on my face?’ I mumbled as I lifted a clump of wet hair off my face.

‘Great, sand is in my luscious long hair!’ a young girl yelled in rage a little bit further away from the dishevelled, broken down ship. I stood up rubbing the sand off my bruised knees as I stumbled while getting used to walking again. ‘Hello? Are you ok? I heard you screaming before.’ I said to this tall  girl with a few scratches on her knees. A glare of shock came over me as I heard her reply ‘What do you think!..sorry, I could always be better than my name Mina’ Her voice fluttered softly after calming down.


‘Oh nice name, my name is Alexander, we should start walking before the bell rings..’ I suggested getting a bit nervous.


[15 MinUTeS latER]


DING..  DING..  DING..

Large groups of heads shot up to the door awaiting a welcoming tour from the nurses, once the door started to open it made a deadly creaking noise hurting our ears. A tall blonde nurse with wavy hair neatly tied up into a ponytail awaited us holding a clipboard, her face was grinning; she looked almost like an air hostess with that continuous smile.’ Hello my dear! Such a holy day today isn't it, please stay where you are for a head count.’ She said welcomingly as she started to count us while sending us in.



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