((Tee hee.  ^_^ Long.)<br/><br/>Chase watched sadly as Nyx left his room and locked the door behind her. A few minutes later, two guards and his nurse showed up to give him breakfast. One of the guards was different than usual-- probably because he'd torn up the last one a little. more interesting, though was how his nurse, Helen, was there. She didn't normally come to help deliver his food.<br/><br/>"Are you feeling better today, Chase?" she asked. "That was quite the temper tantrum you had the other day." She was referring to when the doctor scared the new inmate, who'd been willing to play with him, and ruined his game. He'd ruined one of the walls and trashed one of his guard's arms.<br/><br/>Chase returned her deceptively kindly-sounding comment with a pout. "You weren't being very nice that day either," he said. "You shouldn't compliment someone if you're just gonna take it back later." Helen pursed her lips, but Chase wasn't done yet. "Also, that guard attacked me before I attacked him, so it's his own fault he got hurt. I was only mad at the doctor. And I'm not so stupid that I forgot the dumbbells are chained to the walls. I picked a lighter one on purpose so the chain wouldn't come loose. I was only threatening him.<span style="font-style: italic">You</span>people turned it into a fight." He frowned, "I am not a bad boy, Helen. I think you realize that this is a place where self-defense is necessary. I hadn't hurt anyone yet, but you people weren't planning on holding back. I hate you, Helen. I hate you for working in a place like this. If you spend this much time with insane people, you're going to crack eventually too."<br/><br/>Suddenly he smirked, and let down the little kid act he'd played along with for years. "I should thank you, though. Keeping me locked up in my room away from some of the crazies here has helped shield me from their influence, and I can think for myself." As he went on, Helen looked at first slightly ticked, then angry, then startled; now, she was starting to look downright frightened.<br/><br/>"I came here as a child, so you people treated me like a child, and I, in turn, acted like a child. So hearing me like this might surprise you. But I was only playing your game with you." He smirked briefly before it turned into a scowl, "But I'm not a child. I've been watching all of you, assessing you, and all of you are fake. Fake smiles, fake concern-- the only one here who isn't lying through their teeth is Doctor Maxwell, who's openly a bastard."<br/><br/>"Helen," he said. "H-e-l-e-n. I can spell. I can count and read too. I taught my self, but I'll bet you never noticed. I remember everything, too; everything I've ever seen I can remember perfectly. That's unusual, isn't it? I'm smart-- I know because I've heard everything you people say, and they all said that only really smart people can do these things. Geniuses, they said." He frowned deeply, "I could learn so much, but you people never even tried to give me schooling-- even though you knew I'd hardly ever been to school before coming here. Well, I get it, this simple thing you people don't seem to understand. I heard it said on the big TV in the rec. room: the more complex the mind, the greater the need for play. Don't you see? Games aren't just for little kids! But I'm tired of your game, because all it is is you people looking down on me and being mean to me when you have no right to do so, and it isn't fun anymore."<br/><br/>He paused briefly to observe the horrified look on Helen's face and watch the guards' hands tremble over the weapons at their belts. "Come on, meat heads," he spoke with a sigh to the guards. "Let's stick with words for now. I won't do you any physical harm unless you force me to: I'm not the monster you people seem to think I am. Anyway, I haven't shown you the whole of what I'm capable of. You've seen me use the weights in the rec. room, but what does that tell you? I can lift the 250 lbs weight, but they don't go any higher than that. And after twelve years of my being here you're only just realizing that I don't have the brain of a kindergartener. Don't try me. I'll let you alone if you do the same. I just wanted to let you know that I've stopped playing our little game of deception, that's all."<br/><br/>He picked up his breakfast tray and started spooning up his porridge. "You can leave now," he said. "Oh, and here's a thought, why not leave my door unlocked? In the twelve years I've been here have I even<span style="font-style: italic">tried</span>to break out? It's a pain having to ask you people for bathroom breaks."<br/><br/>It seemed his attendants couldn't think of anything to say after his rant, so they simply closed the door. Chase could hear the lock mechanism activating inside of it. If his idea was correct, they'd be too frightened now to confront him if they noticed his meetings with Nyx. The workers here were so predictable-- they wouldn't even tell the doctor, for fear of announcing their own incompetence. He and his playmate would be safely set up when it came time for their big game. Smiling slightly, Chase removed his pillow case and slipped a slice of bread and sealed cup of apple sauce into it.