The Memory Will Haunt You

He was sentenced to death. After two years on the run, they had found him. There was no hiding now as they locked him in the cell – a room made up only big white walls. But that was not the worst part, he was trapped in his own personal hell – a jail of the mind.
The Doctors thought they were helping, thought they could save his mind before they killed him. They were wrong. They were the ones who needed help. They were the ones who were misguided and blind.
‘You can’t leave me in here!’ he shouted, the sound echoing off the walls, to a passing nurse. ‘Their going to torture me, they’ll never leave me alone. They know where I am now.’ The nurse just glared at him with a look of disgust. ‘If you don’t let me out, you’re going to be next!’
He let out a sigh banging his head against the wall. ‘Why did you do this to me?’ He quietly whispered to the author, after all it was his fault he was made like this.
He noticed her sitting in the corner of his cell, her head in her knees, gently rocking as she breathed in deep pants.
‘How did you find me?’ he asked his voice strangled. As much as he missed her she was the last person he wanted to see at the moment.
‘I wasn’t looking for you.’ She breathed, still gently rocking in her crouched position, ‘This is where I belong.’
‘You’re not crazy.’ He replied, his eyes sympathetic.
‘But I am dead.’ Her sharp eyes met his ‘And yet here I am talking to my baby brother, the man who killed me.’ Her mouth pulled into a twisted snarl, ‘That sounds pretty crazy to me, don’t you think?’
‘I never meant to hurt you…’ he looked down, the feeling of guilt and regret filling his stomach.
‘Just like you didn’t mean to hurt one after me I bet, but we’re all still dead now.’
‘I had to! I didn’t want to go to jail!’
‘You didn’t have to do anything!’ She looked at his with a face full of disgust. ‘You deserve all that is coming your way, and so you know, the nurse is coming soon, be ready to die baby brother…’
With a final chilling...