Shelby/Introduction
"Now, Patient 357. Shelby, is it? You know why you're in here?"
"Fuck You."
"Precisely. Temper, Miss McCallister. The people are scared, Miss 'Shake'. Scared of you and your organization. The news reports we haven't been able to stifle are the ones that make up the most about you and your comrades. Thankfully, though, they rally you no support. Labelling you terrorists, and psychopathic environmentalists even. My organization, and myself, however, appreciate the ability to look upon the awakened soul. See what would happen if we did not keep them all in the dark. The fact that you are what you are, is just the cherry on the sundae, if you will. Do you like sundaes, Miss Shake? By the end of your time here we'll be calling you 'Milk Shake'. Because after what we've in store for you, that's all you'll have the presence of mind to ask for. Now, leaving humor aside, I have a few questions for you, but I doubt you'll see their gravity enough to comply and offer any information. So we'll start small. I hope you find your bindings comfortable?"
"Y'ain't caught me doin' shit. And you can't fuckin' keep me here."
"Oh That is where you're wrong, dear. But I'm glad you're becoming part of the conversation. Give me one moment... Ah, here it is. Would you like to hear them? the official list of charges. Five counts of Arson-"
"Five? I set-"
"Let me finish, miss. Yes, five. Two counts of indecent exposure."
"Heheh."
"Two counts of resisting arrest."
"Well ya fuckin' caught me the second time, it shouldn't count."
"Please Miss, let me finish. One count of public drunkenness-" "I wasn't That drunk!" "And assault and battery on a police officer."
"He hit me first. And fuckface?"
"...My name's not Fuck Face. But, what is it?"
"Look behind you."
The reports of the break-out from one of Toronto's top 'Mental Health Facilities' was only flashed in the news, around 6 years ago, as a two-line tidbit on the info ticker at the bottom of your TV Screen.
They keep you in the dark. We are here to help with that.
