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Silent Sorrows Symphony	By : littlpplkilppl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Slipknot Views: 1683 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ice blue eyes peeking from behind long, ebony hair watched the new arrival being led down the sparkling white, antiseptic smelling corridor. The space was silent but for the distinct soft squeaking of the orderlies shoes and the smart tapping of the policemen's boots on the polished surface. The sock-footed new young man was being escorted by three of the larger hospital orderlies and a small contingent of policemen. He was already within one of the dreaded straightjackets, his long, muscular legs barely having room to walk down the slickly polished floor as the ankle shackles fastened about his powerful lower legs limited him to shuffling steps.

Shoulder length, wild blondish-red hair framed his powerful, yet almost innocent appearing face. His age indeterminate with a mere glance, he could almost appear innocent until he turned to face you and locked eyes with you. The barely concealed madness hidden within those blue dark blue was enough to make even the most hardened criminals tremble in place, and had on more than one occasion…right before he killed them.

One of the orderlies looked over to his plain sight hiding place and smiled indulgently. His soft brown eyes promising the small man crouched on the floor a treat later to make up for him being so unceremoniously kicked from his silent relaxation within the hallway. "Get on back to your room, Joey. This one is dangerous, we don't want you hurt." The mans voice was soft, clearly caring for the person of whom he spoke to.

It was clear that Joey was obviously well liked and cared for because the tiny man didn't wear the standard issue white jumpsuit that the rest of the residents wore. He was instead wearing a pair of tight-fitting black jeans and a long-sleeved black t-shirt, though both items fit his small body like a second skin. The tiny man wore thick, black eyeliner, the kohl framing his pale blue eyes perfectly, giving him an almost exotic appearance. Even his fingernails were painted black, a luxury that most mental patients could not and would never claim.

Obediently, he stood fluidly to his feet, his eyes locking with the young orderlies for a moment. Though the orderlies words brought the new arrivals eyes to him, the penetrating gaze drawing his attention to the restrained man for a moment. The tiny, feminine appearing man not once moved, didn't even blink as the cold blue eyes ranged over his slight built body before locking with his own. This time, it was the unnamed one whom shuddered when his eyes met Joey's and the complete and utter blankness there. Soft blue eyes, completely devoid of emotion, seemingly endless pits of complete insanity though with a confusing childlike quality that one would not expect to find there.

Feeling the shudder that passed through the large young mans body, all three orderlies laughed softly. They knew exactly what he had seen, and had been expecting that reaction. Not a single person, either patient or employee within Feehan Halls Psychiatric Center could look into Joey's eyes without feeling a bone numbing terror that could at times render them immobile. The tiny mans shockingly feminine and fragile appearance at total odds with the insanity harbored within his eyes. Too see him physically was to inspire a desire to protect him…until you looked into his eyes. Then most would run from him.

"Keep walking, Taylor." One of them murmured softly, gently pushing the larger man to continue moving along the corridor, past Joey whom now stood in one of the open doorways, his eyes still having not left the little procession, though showing absolutely no interest, nothing at all in the presence of the policemen and sudden overabundance of hospital orderlies.

"Welcome to Mercy Halls. You've just met the resident ghost." One of the policemen snickered. He of course knew of Joey's story as he had been the one to bring the tiny man to the hospital some six years before. Nothing had changed about him, and though the cop would never admit it…that fact literally scared the hell out of him.

Unlocking the door to the room just three rooms down from Joey's, they escorted the large man into the room and shut the door behind their selves. Once the door shut and clicked to indicate its locked status, Joey silently slipped out of his own room once more. Walking down the icy cold corridor on bare, silent feet, he raised up to tiptoe for a moment to peer into the tiny window on the door that they had just entered. His face remaining expressionless, he watched as they removed the straightjacket and ankle shackles, allowing the large, powerfully built man to finally relax.

When the small escort team began to walk to the door to leave, he turned away, walking back down the brightly lit corridor. He turned the corner at the end of the corridor just as one of the orderlies opened the door to the new patients room, his eyes resting for a moment on Joey's tiny retreating form. They would not chase him and return him to his room simply because there was no need to. The tiny man had free run of the hospital and had since his third year in the place.

Stretching out on the surprisingly comfortable bed within the tiny room, Corey watched the hospital orderlies and policemen leave the room. Normally, he would have put up a fight about being locked in here, but he was still rather shaken by the look in the tiny androgynous creatures eyes. It bothered him more than he cared to admit that the tiny being was so close to his room…only three doors down if he had counted correctly.

What was with him? Joey the orderly had called him. Sure, this was a psychiatric hospital, but this Joey appeared to him as though he should be locked away in a darkened room and not allowed to escape. It was comforting and disturbing at the same time that they obviously allowed Joey the freedom to move about as he did. Though it spoke volumes for how much they cared for the patients here. The orderlies apparently seemed to think that Joey was harmless…though he didn't quite believe that…not for a minute. The little man was hiding something, much as he himself was.

Unlike many here, he was in perfect control of his mind…just not his temper. Though he had mastered his insanity defense at the murder trials, and given perfect evidence to it when he had killed the freak within the state penitentiary that had dared to try and attack him. It took only the judge that had sentenced him to life in prison to come to the cell and see the carnage left behind, the other inmates head hanging from the single light fixture in the room while his mutilated body lay in bits and pieces around the room while Corey slept peacefully on his bunk.

Exactly two days later, he now found himself a lifelong resident of Feehan Halls. Not that it bothered him in the least. He knew that life here would be much better than behind the cold stone walls of the penitentiary. At least he had been sure of that until a few moments ago. Now he seriously questioned his decision to get himself sent here. He might very well end up the dead man now.
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