Welcome to the Ward (CLOSED!!!)

Ale put a hand on her shoulder nervously.
"It's gonna be OK. I'm Ale, what's your nxme.
He extended a hand.

“I’m Crystal…” She nervously grabbed his hand.

Ale smiled at her, turning around when he felt a presence. He was hit by a billie club, in the face.
He cried out, as the world spun, a stinging, rigid pain lit up his face.
"Be quiet when the chief's talking!" A guard said, walking off.
Hot tears ran down Ale's cheeks.

Crystal’s eyes dialated, she began to shake and began to shiver in fear. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I won’t do it again sir…please… leave me be….” she covered her head and began to cry more. She tried her best to keep quiet.

Ale crawls up to Crystal, looking her in the eyes, and gives her a smile thst he doesn't really feel.
"I'm sorry." He mouths, hughing her gently.

She fakes a smile. Why is he being so nice? Was he a friend of Marty?

Ale goes back to listening, his fscr still in pain.
"You may go back to your rooms!" The man said, this time, allowing them to walk, escorted by the guards.
"Are you OK?" He asked Crystal.

“No. That thing was… weird… I feel tipsy and light headed.” She said sadly, “not to mention that helper beat me… repeatedly… and I don’t know what’s going to happen…”

((I've missed a lot. Mind if I just jump in? Maybe Cressida could be standing with the others?))

Ale gave her a second hug.
"I'm here for you." He said, running a hand through his hair, once gold, now grimy. He hoped they had showers. When he got to the cells, he saw that the room was sopping wet, except for their beds.

((I've missed a lot. Mind if I just jump in? Maybe Cressida could be standing with the others?))

(Sure, come on in.)

(Well maybe Crystal and Cressida can be cellmates?-random word I made up-)

(Well maybe Crystal and Cressida can be cellmates?-random word I made up-)

((Sounds good! I'll follow your lead.))

The guard beside thee entrance began going to each cell and open them up, Crystal waited for the guard to open hers, then walked in. A guard stopped her. “Sorry, but this isn’t your room anymore.”
Crystal began to shutter. “What? But this was my room…”
“It was also Marty’s, now follow me. I’ll show you your new room.” The guard grabbed her hand a began to walk over to a cell that was already accupiedby someone. “Here. You’ll share a room with her. And don’t cut yourself this time, alright?”
H-How did he… that doesn’t matter… how am I supposed to keep this one alive… Crystal slowly and awkwardly shuffled into the room, going to a corner and sitting down.

Cressida looks up at the new arrival. "Hey."

((Sorry for not writing much, idk exactly what to do but I'll work on it.))

Ale went back into his cell warily… Looking for his new friend's cell. She was on the opposite site and rwo doors down.
He sighed in relief as the guard checked thst he was in there. He wished he could've slipped away earlier, but he knew they'd be wary.

Crystal waved nervously. “H-hi….”

((Sorry for not writing much, idk exactly what to do but I'll work on it.))

(Don’t worry about it! You’ll be perfectly fine!)

(Yeah.)

Crystal turned around and began to laugh quietly. She began cutting herself with a razor blade left from one of the female guards ‘banned item’ boxes. She took off her lab coat and placed it on the ground. The sweater already lost its arms. This revealed her bruises, cuts, and scars. She stabbed her arm with the Razor blade, then quickly removed it and threw it out of the cell. She curled up into a ball, and put the lab coat on her like a blanket.

Rowan yawned, flipping through a book he had stolen. He didn't like to steal, but Marrin said it was okay amd he trusted Marrin with all his heart.

Ale waved at Rowan, who was the cell adjacent of his.
"Hello." He says, rubbing his face.

"Hello," Rowan says, looking up from his book to wave back and then looking back down at it. Who's that? I dunno. Neither do I

(Should we just go to the next day? Or make it more awkward for the characters.)

(Lol)

(We'll skip to dinner… I got a scary scene for y'all.)

Ale sat on his bed to escape the sopping wet floor. He bwgsn to cry violently, trying to hide it. This went on for some time, until the pain was replaced by weariness, and he somehow fwll to sleep.
If he dreamt, he didn't remember it.
When next he woke, the room was dry. The guards escorted them out, and as he passed the dead-man's cell, he saw that it was devoid of blood.
So that's why everything was wet, they must've hosed down the cells, to prevent diseases from spreading He said, as he walked out of his cell.

(Yes!)

(Oof sorry I missed so much I guess I came back at a good time though(

Crystal had just left her cell, a guard(the only one that cared about there job) was sneaking bandages and proxied to Crystal. He rubbed the Proxide on he wounds and put bandages over top. He lightly slapped Crystal to make it seem like her was hurting her so that no guard would be ‘suspicious’. He whispered to her, “what did I tell you about cutting yourself. Stop. Before I tell another guard. This is your final waring Okay?”
Crystal nodded. He knows I’m going to do it anyways, I don’t know why he even tells me to stop.