I fought their rough handle on my arms as they still dragged me down the hall. "I'm not crazy!" I shrieked, violently twisting in their grip.
"Shut up, Sophie, and be a good girl. Do we have to do this every day?" one of the male nurses said who had a hold of me.
Clenching my teeth, I kicked the man in the fork of his legs. Immeaditly he let go, howling with pain as he fell to the ground. Before the other could contain me, I elbowed him in the ribs with my free arm, bolting down the long white hall, ripping past the women nurses, screeching and pointing at me.
I was free! My heart fluttered in my chest as I gained speed. I cried out in pain as one of the male nurses tackled me, bringing me down on the hard, cold tiles. No! I was only getting myself more trapped. I squirmed beneath his heavy weight, yelling in a strangled voice, "Lemme go! Lemme go! I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy! Lemme-,"
A needle sank into my arm, the room immeaditly beginning to swirl around me. The color began to drain from the whirlpool around me, until I was lost in darkness.
".....lookee here, Topher, we brought you a friend," a woman's voice cooed as if to a child, the first thing Sophie was aware of as her senses began to return. The same two nurses dragged her limp body into the hospital room, her chocolate ringlets of hair cascading over her drawn, pale face.
There was no reply as they tossed Sophie roughly on the hospital bed. She blinked open her eyes, confused in the white room, different from her old one. Sophie saw the three nurses make their way out, securely locking the door behind them. "Wh-where am I?" she muttered, her voice seeming far-away, still befuddled at her where-abouts. Last she remembered she was racing down the hall, then the man on top of her, the needle, and then nothing...
"You're here," scoffed the man in the next bed. She sat slightly up to observe him, wild, untamed hair obscuring his face.
Sophie was silent, staring at him for a moment before laying back down on her pillow, slightly dizzy. "You OK?" the guy continued.
"As OK as I can be, in this certain circumstance," she replied. "Who are you?"
"Topher," the stranger answered shortly. "You?"
They both fell silent for a moment. Topher spoke first again, "Why you here?"
"I don't know," Sophie sat up, more slowly this time. "I remember most of my life, and then suddenly I wake up here. There are things missing in my memory....like they were blotted out on purpose so I couldn't cause trouble or something. Do....you think that's crazy?"
"No," he said, his eyes appearing honest.
"What about you?"
"I suppose I know something I shouldn't," Topher said shortly. More silence. "What was your life like...before this...that you can remember?"
"I was daughter to a General. We moved everywhere." I replied.
"General? General who?"
I paused, my voice wavering slightly, "I-I can't recall." A tear blurred my vision. "Hah, I don't even know my last name!" I shook my head, looking down at my hands. "God, I'm going insane."