Agatha begins writing in her log book with her ink quill.
Patient #101: Fritz Wittman.
Title: Corporal of the German Empire
Age: 23
Sexuality: Male
Home: Berlin, Germany
Diagnosis:
Shell-shock (PTSD): Classified as unknown diagnosis asking for verification.
She hears a knock at her door. "Enter." She says looking up from her paperwork as she closed the book.
Front desk Receptionist: "Um.....sorry to bother you ma'am."
"Call me, Agatha."
Front desk Receptionist: "Um.....he....okay Agatha." She said nervously moving her hair back. "I um...."
"Well, spit it out."
Front desk Receptionist: "There is a man, who will.....be coming today. A Mr. Wittman...."
"Yes, I am aware and yet you are here to speak to me. What if he arrives." She says a bit irritated by her stuttering, even if she knows why.
Front desk Receptionist: "O-oh sorry."
Agatha sighs. "Come then let's go greet our guest." She gets up and places her hand on her shoulder as she leads her out of the room looking back at the book shelf. "I'll be right with you. Go on ahead of me."
Front desk Receptionist: "Yes...Agatha...."
Front desk Receptionist: She leaves to the front.
Agatha hides her book in a locked drawer in her desk and thinks for a moment before walking out like there isn't anything wrong. "I'm leaving." She says loud enough as if for someone to hear and she closes the door and locks it.
~Hidden Room~
Dumb dumb so dumb, i am dumb. he's talking to himself..... while hurting himself with a glass piece.... but he see's a little light.
The Bookshelf entrance is cracked. Someone forgot to close it. Probably a doctor.
"Is it already food time?" He stands up, throwing away the glass....as he walks up the stairs and opened the door. "Oh..... thats new." He smiles. He goes throw the bookshelf entrance and it leads to Mrs. Agathas office.
~Agathas Office~
He open the "secret door." Thats new.... He sniffs on the table. Oh..... thats her room i think?..... why is it so.... colorfull?
.... He searched the desk. "Trash" He goes to the door..... locked. "OH COMMON!!!" he said that very loud.
Agatha hears the loud voice and sighs. "Dear, has it "eaten" today?"
Front desk Receptionist: "I-I don't know. I see. Well then."
"Well then. I'll have to feed him soon."
Whispers heard as he hears them getting closer and the door knock giggles and twists open with a quick twist, just to have it quietly open.
"Come play with us." The voices echo as if there has been a lot of them.
"Uhh... sounds fun." He goes out of the room shutting and locking it behind him.
~Entrance~
At the front entrance you see a big black gate that held two cobblestone posts to hold it all together with the letter A on it. Behind it, it showed the mansion that eerily towered over the ground of the property. At the entrance stood a man, who looked like they just came from a very, very long war. He walked up to the gates and they opened knowing that he would arrive.
"So this is where I go." Said Fritz.
~Front desk~
Agatha sees Mr. Wittman arrive. "Ah, Mr. Wittman. Welcome to Agatha's Home For The Insane." She approaches him with her hands holding up her dress as she presents her hand. "I am Agatha."
"Fritz Whittman of the 5th german Sturmtruppen core" he shakes her hand.
Yes. I was aware of your arrival. If you would come to the front desk. Well get you signed in. Right this way. She lead him to the front desk. Fritz follows her at a equal pace.
Kendo stands a little bit further behind Agatha, smiling creepy and waving at Fritz...
Agatha turns to see the boy as she tries to act normal around him. "Oh yes this is my. Son. Kendo."
" Hallo" Fritz waves to Kendo.
"You can name my Ken." He turns his head to the side and smiling. Hegives the kid a thumbs up, albeit unsettling.
"Now. Kendo why don't you go check on your friends. Hm?"
"I'll be with you VERY soon. Alright?" She says going down to his eye level.
"Go ahead and speak with our respectionist." She pointed to her over there.
Front Desk Respectionist: Hello. Welcome to, Agatha's Home For The Insane. Sign here and fill out this paperwork.
Fritz grabs the pen and signs the paperwork, and hands hands his documentation from the old empire.
Front Desk Respectionist: Thank you. Now please follow Mrs. Agatha.
Fritz nods. "Understood."
"Follow me."
"Oh and yes. Please leave all you have at the front desk. You won't need them anymore." Agatha says a little bit different tone to her voice.
Fritz hesitantly leaves his identification. "Okay."
"Bye!!" Kendo smiles and waves, while he goes back to the office.
"Thank you, Mr. Wittman. This way now."
Says Agatha.
"You will be staying in the East Wing. It isn't co-ed and we have breakfast at 7 am and if you are late. You will be in trouble. If you choose not to follow it a second time. Then you all will be punished. Do you understand?" She said with a stern authority voice.
"Yes ma'am." Says Fritz as he followed her down the hall to the room she was assigning him.
"Here is your new room. You may pick a bed. And we will be having dinner at 9. Please be present." She shut the door behind and locks the door as she began getting the place ready for the be patients and people she hired to help her with the place.
(Sorry it's so short I hope you enjoy it.)