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Chapter Three: Stolen
"Oh Alice, when will you wake up?" Dr. Orion murmured softly as he gazed at the teenage girl who had become his favorite patient. The week before, she had become comatose. It happened to nearly every patient, but Dr. Orion had been hoping that it wouldn't to this girl.
When Alice had first been brought in, he had taken good care of her, not believing that she was really insane, but it had been for nothing. Her mind had eventually faded into nothingness and now she was forever gone.
Dr. Hardinton was just about done with her, and then she would be cremated, just like the rest. Just like they always were.
Dr. Orion frowned. He couldn't let this happen to her! He wouldn't let it!
Glancing in both directions, and seeing no one, Dr. Orion scooped the girl into his arms and withdrew from the cell. He hurried down the hall, holding the girl carefully to his chest.
Exiting the building, Dr. Orion rushed away, allowing himself to relax into his carefully concealed reality. He sped up until he was running faster than any animal or man-made thing could run, and still he felt no energy loss.
Finding himself deep in the woods within moments, Dr. Orion stopped, almost abruptly, and placed Alice down on the ground. He saw that her face had relaxed, almost as if she could sense that she was no longer in that horrid Asylum.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" a smooth voice asked.
Dr. Orion spun around and fell into a fighting crouch. He cursed himself silently for not scenting the intrusion.
A man strode into the meadow, his face pale as the moon and his eyes red.
"Having dinner?" the man inquired, his eyes flickering to the girl lying behind Dr. Orion.
"Not quite," Dr. Orion replied.
"She smells delightful. Are you sure you're not going to have her?" the other man asked.
"I am saving her," Dr. Orion answered.
The man considered this.
"I see. Oh, where are my manners. I am James," the man introduced.
"Dr. Orion Guilford," Dr. Orion replied in turn.
"Doctor?" James repeated, surprised.
James' eyes narrowed as he caught sight of Dr. Orion's eyes. They were the color of honey.
"The thing is, Doctor, that the girl there is mighty appetizing, and I think that you're not going to have her, am I right?"
Dr. Orion didn't answer, just shifted his weight to get into a more protective stance.
There was a moment where they both stood still, waiting. Then, James sprung.
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