The annoyingly loud incisive clock seemed to mock her as the only thing she could hear in the tiny white room it was a soul jarring noise. Her long black hair tangled from clutching and ripping at it, matte from being deprived from any attention for weeks fell to the floor surrounding her as a dirty barrier while she sat there in the fetal position hiding in the darkest part of her tiny room.
‘Like I could’ she thought bitterly ‘those idiots thinking that I would… no not just them everyone, humans in general their all such selfish creatures, this world is falling apart and they lock me in here for my own sanity.’
She stood up suddenly and took one step standing in front of the barred and bullet-proof glass gazed at one of thousands of scenes being played out that were decaying and rotting the earth. Everything was going to hell democracy was useless, and the fighting and war being played out was not to restore balance and bring everything right as all innocence hoped, but for own selfish desires. She grinned manically and chuckled under her breath.
They thought she was crazy? What about the rest of the world? People were fighting out there in chaos, for survival, for their own sick pleasure, to run away, to loot, for their families. But that wouldn’t last long children would be abandoned by selfish parents. Men would even try to give away their wife just so they could live.
‘But this is all their fault’s anyways for starting wars for selfish reasons, for trying to revolt over a democracy trying to make it better when the stupid idiots couldn’t even handle it everyone was in on it for their own selfish desires and it ripped this country’s unity apart into anarchy.’
That was it as she took her fetal position back again. The destructive power to destroy the world got into the hands of crazed maniacs. They didn’t succeed of course, then the world would be dead not dying. But it did succeed in the start of a worldwide collapse.
Tears started to drip down her face but her crazed grin remained. She felt weak, slowly slipping away, the asylum where they stuck her abandoned in the panic, leaving the the inmates there trapped slowly dying. They had stuck her here and abandoned her here but so be it she had tried to tell them and they lock her up. They deserved the cold, evil, frightening future that she knew they would suffer, that burned so deeply in her deep purple eyes. She knew it would happen and the tears that fell from her face were for their future generations that would suffer our mistakes now.
