chapter 23
A doctor walks in, followed by her parents.
They do not acknowledge the dead as they swarm around Alison and pin her to her bed. They walk through the bodies and do not acknowledge anything strange going on.
"How are you feeling?"
"You're joking," Alison shrieks.
"Excuse me? What do you mean??"
"Don't you see them?"
"See who?" he asked, looking puzzled.
"Have you gone mad?!!!" I shriek instead of replying. "Are you blind?!!! What the hell is going on here?!"
"Listen, Alison," her mother interrupts, clearly having no idea what Alison was referring to. "Linda is dead. She was hit by a car."
"She was killed by a creature," Alison screamed, correcting her angrily. "Didn't anyone see what I saw."
"Alison calm down right now." Her father said sternly. "You're acting like a crazy person."
The hands dug tighter into her arms and Alison screamed like a mad woman. One of the dead creatures crawled onto her bed and began to strangle her with his hands. "Leave me alone," Alison yelled. "Leave me alone."
"Leave you alone, darling, we're just here to help."
"Not you. The dead. Leave me be. LEAVE ME BE."
She screamed and screamed for nearly a half hour, ignoring all of her parent's warnings to calm down.
"That's it. I'm sending her to the mental institution across the street," her doctor sighed. "This young woman has gone insane."
"I am not insane," I cried, barely able to concentrate on the doctor's words. "There are ghosts and monsters and something killed Linda. They're hurting me."
"Alison, snap out of it. We're going through a hard time and I can't have you behaving this way."
"She's being pink slipped," the doctor continued, speaking into his phone.
"OH GOD," her mother cried. "Why us."
It was chaotic and terrible and Alison couldn't take it. She opened her mouth and began to SCREAM even louder.