<b>Patient 77345, hallway three of the Lannister Maximum Security Super Human Containment center. </b><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: Gray"><i>''Elizabeth..... Elizabeth..... Eliza...aaaaah.... beth. LUCY!''</i></span><br/><br/>Suddenly a pair of deep purple eyes opened up in the brightly lid white isolation cell. Lucy felt herself falling back from her ever-lasting fantasy world, already regretting to have listened to the dark voice that only she could hear within her mind. She doesn't like to be woken up, not even by Randy her Racoon, because  it always reminded her of those bad things she did. And when she was reminded of those bad things she did, well... Bad things tend to happen again.<br/><br/>Although ever since she was moved to this big white isolation cell, she had not seen a living soul in what felt like an eternity for her. But to her even an eternity was finite enough to be felt. Nevertheless, as she stretched her arms and groggily rubbed her eyes, she suddenly realised that there was something off about the facility.<br/><br/>She could hear men shouting, and things breaking through the thick walls of her white-foam padded room. The frail-looking woman stood up, only clad in a few strips of fabric, just enough to cover her private parts, but not enough to be able to strangle herself.<br/><br/><span style="color: Gray"><i><br/>
''Finally... Can you hear the sweet music of chaos outside of these walls, my darling? Can you smell the scent of fear and warm blood dripping of the concrete prison that is holding you captured? You were away in your world when the woman told us what she had done. But I have heard it, my honey pie. I have heard everything. We can escape!''</i></span><br/><br/><b>''Free?''</b><br/><br/>Lucy tasted the words upon her tongue and could already feel herself being filled with an exhilarating mixture of adrenaline and ecstasy.<br/><b><br/>
''Hmmm Free... free... FREE!''</b><br/><br/>The woman ran towards the door and saw it being opened before she was able to lay her hands upon the cold steel handle. Before her were several heavily protected guards, holding enormous taserguns in their hands, all pointed directly to the skinny woman with rainbow coloured hair.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed"><br/>
''Patient 77345, back away from the door and remain seated on the bed.''</span><br/><br/>One of the strange men was talking to her, and Lucy could not really understand what he wanted. She wasn't a patient any more right? She was free, Randy told her so. So why was this man ordering her around? Why was this man suddenly telling her to sit back on the bed. Why was this man calling HER A PATIENT? WHY WAS THIS MAN....<br/><br/>Suddenly her hair flew upwards by a non-existing wind as they slid like liquid snakes in the air, bursting full of sparks of a deep venomous red colour. Her eyes weren't dull and subdued any more,as they were replaced by the sparkling bright emerald stone-like irises of the purest purple one could ever see. Before any of the men who were staring in awe at her, was able to trigger their gun at the sudden threat before them, they all dropped their weapons and fell over face-forward on the floor.<br/><br/><i><span style="color: Gray">''Oh, Lucy. What a lovely choice you made! Ketamine... A horse tranquillizer that can even stop an elephants heart when one injects the right amount.''</span></i><br/><br/>Alice watched the men no longer breathe on the floor and stepped over the bodies into the long hallway before her. She had no idea how to get out of this facility, but as long as she was free, she was going to have some fun whilst finding the exit. The menacing cocktail of ecstasy and adrenaline inside of her minds was making the girlish giggling woman skip like a five-year-old through the sterile white hallway. Which, in turn was a pretty unusual and unexpected sight for the gathering group of military men that were protecting the armoury at the end of it. The first man who watched the deep-purple eyes of Alice, asked his superior for permission to shoot, until suddenly his tongue was no longer able to pronounce the words to his captain.<br/><br/><b>''Ooooooh.... Yessss.''</b>Alice cried out in please.<b>'' Can you feel it? Freedom tastes so good! You should all party with me, embrace the lovely colours of everything around us!'' </b><br/><br/>Alice was no longer skipping any more, as she was now dancing her way to the middle of the group of staring men that were trying to deal with the copious amounts of ecstasy meddling with their brains. The temperature of their bodies were rising to unhealthy high levels and as such their hearths were beating louder than the drums of an African tribe. A sound, that Lucy only found more enticing with every passing minute.<br/><b><br/>
''Hmmm... I've missed the touch of a man upon my skin. Randy just can't make me feel the way a real man can...''</b><br/><br/>The woman took a glove of what seemingly looked like the captain of the squad team and tenderly slid the heavy fabric of his sweating hand. Without any explanation, she placed the hot feverish skin of the delirious man upon her jiggling breast and giggled joyously when he began to squeeze her flesh eagerly. A soft moan escaped her lips when another guard took matters into his own hands and slid his own fingers over the already wet and moist piece of fabric between her legs.<br/><br/>Every man around her was dealing with the sudden change of atmosphere differently. Without their captain to guide them through this, several had fallen to their knees and started hitting themselves against the head with anything that was close by. It wasn't a surprise that some guns fired off, decorating the walls with the innards of their skulls. Nor that those that remained were forced to watch in true horror how a select few had started undressing themselves, only to engage in what seemed like an enormous orgy. With in their midst the writhing, moaning,  colourful mess that went by the name of Alice.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>