Excerpt: Wit's End

That night, the patient, Hebert was heard screaming about the devil visiting him again, howling about how the devil was going to kill him, and sounded much like a wild animal. His neighbors heard him screaming, and the screams entered their hallucinations, until the entire ward had turned into a screaming match. The clerk could be heard after a while banging on the doors, yelling at the patients, while they had no idea what he was saying. His words were drowned out by the howling, so that none of the other patients, had they cared, would have been able to understand him anyway.
Christine woke from her sleep soon after the howling started, and got out of bed, wrapping a night gown around her body. She opened her door, which was left unlocked due to the nature of her interment. She walked to the door of the ward and looked in the window at the door. The hallway was dark, which was unusual, there was almost always some light on so that if a doctor needed to get to a patient, he would not have to fumble with a switch. As she watched, she saw the light in the room at the end of the hallway turn on briefly, saw a very tall figure come through the door wearing a lab coat. The figure turned to her, and she saw that the face was not one she remembered. It was pale, and the head had a slicked back hair style. The thing raised a hand in an wave, and the mouth began to smile slowly, leaving a black, toothless hole in the shape of a crescent moon. Then the lights went off. Chritsine ran toward her room, but fell over a chair. She hit her head on a table, and felt a warmth run down her right arm as she fell to the ground.