Day by next day the more she is went away from the limelight of Opera, the more unfortunate she becomes. First, the kidnapping by an obsessed richie. Now she has ended up in an unknown place which released her from the previous one only to try give her pills for rendering unconscious.
Touching the last time to the now soundly sleeping cat who was there on time for Lucy to test the tablets. She had mixed them in the milk given during dinner which was consumed by this animal. The effect was astonishing as it slept in the middle of purring in the contents. Lucy gently put its head out of the liquid bowl to prevent drowning accidently.
She didn't mean to harm the poor one, whomever it belonged to. But it was the only way to check the authenticity of this place. Well, the test said it all.
She begun making her way out of the area, expecting guards or doctors flooding the place to ensure the patients never ran away. Lucy took hesitating steps, one after the other corridor she held the three different pairs of knives she stole from a doctor's purse. Every foreign sound making her alert to position the knives in stance.
She was close to the main hall of this building, the glass gates were the perfect route out. She had come this much, just a little more...
"Wait!"
Her hands which were in a prayer stance if anyone cared to look from behind, the twist was she wasn't praying she was holding some of the dangerous tools used in majority.
"What are you doing outside your bed?" It was a man. Lucy did not turn to answer, rather trying the easier way.
"Um. Going out for some air." She instantly resumed walking, this time making sure her knives were not visible. The man found the girl weird who was brought in yesterday, especially seeing her praying.
Of course, he couldn't see what actually lay in her hands or he would have fainted at the sight.
"Oh. You need not have to trouble. There is a church made on the opposite wing, you could have prayed the Lord there. He won't like being disturbed this late."
Hearing the man, Lucy was baffled. To understand what he meant, she turned to her right. Before completing the round, she was reminded of the things she was holding. Immediately, transferring them in one hand which was now kept behind her back, she asked, "Church?"
"Yes. You only needed to call one of us. We would have shown you the way." The guy was a thin wire hanging loosely in the big white coat which must have fitted perfectly on Doctor Horan.
Shaking her head she jumped to the next poking question in her mind. "You are saying there is a 'Church' in this hospital? Do you mean the place where people used to pray and worship?"
The bony structure happily bowed, "Indeed. That is the one. God would have made his presence himself but it is quite late in the night and we avoid disturbing him for trivial things." The man smiled like he explained a simple solution for an impossible problem of this century.
Lucy opened her mouth to say something. What the hell was wrong in this world, she was highly overwhelmed! One Doctor flirts with the patients or maybe he wasn't flirting but he was too caring to ignore those signs. Then his assistant comes and tries to make her unconscious. The hospital which should be the most guarded place considering the millions earned by them, had not a single guard let alone an armed one. Then this limbo is telling people 'pray' here.
"I am going." She turned away from him, her knives back in the front while her ears listening to any threatening sounds from the limbo. Whatever was going on, one thing was for sure. She couldn't stay here. Either this place is a stupid dream or she was becoming mad.
The thin limbo did not bother her, well, she did not give him time to. The moment she turned, she power walked outside the building, walk turning into jog and finally she ran and ran past the trees which all seemed familiar. Like a loop confusing her.
Within no time the girl in her patient gown and three knives in hand was lost in the wilderness. To add on that, it was dark and nothing was visible.
"I don't know what this place is but the owner is surely a very rich man for building these many trees." She spoke to no one in particular, not that she wanted anyone to hear. It was a rarity to produce a green life this wide. The last she read of the richest person on Earth, it was some terrorist who had conquered an entire continent alone. But along that article there was a side remark saying, a biologist lived the most luxurious life. He didn't have to buy oxygen. That magazine's article gained gossips for the remark rather than the richest man. Lucy learnt a very important lesson too. Since then, she began looking for such people who changed the insights of this cruel world.
It proved there wasn't all bad here.
Her thoughts and legs led her to the end of this place. "Finally freedom, I found you." It was more than an hour she was walking, yet in the end she found a wall. Eyeing the marbled wall which stretched from right to left like a non-ending rope, Lucy realized an important detail.
"A boundary?" She was inside a boundary all this time. But what was beyond that? She wanted to check, but the tall walls were not helping. Dropping the knives on the ground she put her hands on hips to think.
Leaning on a trunk she looked up to the crowded leaves when an idea struck and she smiled in triumph.
She choose the nearest and tallest tree from the wall but the crude owner was smart to ensure that her plans didn't succeed. She tried spotting every tall looking tree and climbed up just to be able to reach the top of the wall which could give her access in looking forth the area.
But the more she climbed, the harder it was a possibility to break her neck. On her fifth tree, her leg slipped from the branch she was supported on and resulted in herself hanging on the toppling branch. The branch gave away and Lucy hurriedly grabbed the nearest thing, another frail branch. Then another. When she fell down, it hurt less than she predicted. Due to the enormous branches which broke on momentum, giving her ease in falling down.
From then on she was cautious in saving her life. "Careful Lucy. You are doing this for your own freedom. How will you gain it if you're dead. Careful. Please." She tried on further even if her legs were paining like hell. While walking to the next tree, the weakness and lack of proper care resulted in the girl falling across the wall. The cold of the wall did not even deter her to shift away, she was just too tired to call herself cold.
Except, the wall had other plans. Neither did it let her sleep nor to the world. The cost of disturbing a cold, sturdy marble.