Post by slappy on Jan 18, 2014 5:11:06 GMT -5
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. The hospital was soon closing which would send the nurse into retirement. The nurse was none too pleased when she received the news. She knew it was coming as budget cuts had plagued the hospital for decades and other wards and facilities had closed over the years but she had held out hope that this building, this institution would remain.
She didn't know what she would do with all her free time. What exactly is there for a 76 year old woman to do? She tried not to dwell on it, believing she would find something to occupy her. If not, she could always join her husband at Walnut Grove. They had been on Walnut Grove's wait-list for such a long time but they finally got a family plot. Sadly, the nurses husband passed away a month after they obtained the plot.
After her husband passed she found a flier at the supermarket advertising connecting people with their deceased loved ones. She had never really believed in that sort of thing but she decided to try it anyway. When she arrived there were four others waiting. They all had the flier in their hands. They briefly discussed who they had hoped to contact and one by one they went into a dark room where they met a woman named Lucinda. Each person spent 10 minutes with her. The nurse watched as every ten minutes someone would come out of the dark room sobbing. She prepared herself for the waterworks. Luckily, they supplied Kleenex. $5 for 5 tissues.
It was finally the nurses turn. She walked into the dark room and sat in a old wooden chair that would not stop creaking. Lucinda asked the nurse to extend her hands and she complied. Lucinda closed her eyes and began to chant something in a language the nurse did not understand. Suddenly, Lucinda jumped from her chair and began shouting. A man entered the room and asked if there was a problem. Lucinda told the man what she saw. He promptly escorted the nurse to another room.
Once there he told her that Lucinda saw that she has the gift. The nurse could be an extraordinary medium if given the proper training. The man explained that Lucinda got her start after she visited a woman who could see that she had the gift. And now Lucinda has found someone who has the gift. If the nurse would buy the training program for the low price of $499.99 she could achieve her true potential. Though the nurse was skeptical, she was also naive. After some cajoling she bought the program. She gave the man the money and he gave her the program. She was quite happy when she left. When she did leave, the others who had visited with Lucinda came back and shook hands with each other, the man and Lucinda for a job well done.
After exiting the shop, she went to her station wagon and drove straight home. It must have been her lucky day as every stoplight was green. She parked on the street and hopped out of her car. She sprinted to her house, the house she and her husband bought during their first year of marriage. It wasn't anything spectacular. The entire house was white except for the red shutters and black roof. The house had two bedrooms. One for her and her husband and the other they planned on using when they had children. Sadly, the two would never have any children. The room remained empty for 55 years. Her husband locked the door some 50 years ago after many unsuccessful attempts at conceiving. Neither her nor her husband entered the room again.
She emptied all the materials out of the box and read the instruction manual. She took the video cassette out of the box and inserted it into the VCR. She watched intently, even taking notes. She did what it said. She created a dark space. She brought a small table into the room and put the Lucindatm cloth over it. She sat in a comfortable chair and began reading the booklet of chants aloud. Nothing happened. She would continue trying for three more hours to no avail. She tried again every day for a month then every couple of days for three months. Nothing happened.
She tried several times to go back to Lucinda's shop but they were always closed. She wrote many letters but received no response. One day when she went to the shop, the sign was gone and looking through the windows showed an empty space. They had skipped town. She took all the materials she had bought and put them in the trash. She cried herself to sleep that night because she could not believe how foolish she had been.
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. June 6, 1989 would be so unlike any of those other days. For June 6, 1989 was the day Avery Savanya discovered she truly did have the gift.
June 6, 1989
"Avery! Avery!" a woman shouted as Nurse Avery Savanya walked down the hallway.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Avery asked panicked.
"Not at all. I just saw my son. He recently turned three years old."
"That's wonderful. Hey, is that him over there?"
"Yeah, that's him with his father."
"He's adorable."
"Isn't he? He's all dressed up to go to his best friend's birthday party. I know they are so young but that friendship will last a lifetime."
"I'm sure it will. Has Nurse Andrews been around to administer your medication?"
"Yes ma'am."
"That's good." Avery said as she put her hand on the woman's shoulder. Suddenly everything went dark for her and she began violently twitching.
"OH MY GOD! SOMEONE HELP!" the woman screamed.
Two nurses rushed over to help Avery just as she collapsed to the floor. Mere seconds after collapsing Avery was alert and trying to stand. She ordered the two nurses to stand back. They listened and Avery stood up. The nurses told her she had to be checked out by a doctor which she agreed to do later after she finished talking to the woman.
"I..I need to talk to you." Avery said, still shook up from what happened.
Avery took the woman to her room. The lily white walls were bare. The window was barred up. The florescent light flickered. The room was empty besides a bed with restraints. Once in the room the woman sat on her bed while Avery paced around.
"Are you sure you're ok? You don't seem ok."
"I'm fine." Avery snapped back. "I'm sorry for that. It's just that..." She suddenly stopped speaking.
"Is it happening again? I'm going to go get a nurse."
"No, don't. I just want to tell you what I'm seeing." Avery then explained the entire Lucinda ordeal before continuing. "I was supposed to be able to contact those who have passed on but your son. I see your son."
"Is he in trouble?"
"No. He's happy. Though he'd never admit it. He's a pro wrestler."
"Really? His father has gotten him into that. His friend and him like to play wrestle and they even have wrestling dolls. I would have thought he'd grow out of it."
"He's fairly new to it. I'm seeing his fourth match. It's a tag team match. He's teaming with some Hollywood big shot whose ego could fill this entire room. He's doing everything in his power to get along with your son but he's resisting the efforts. I personally don't blame him. If we're being honest here I wouldn't trust the guy either.
They're facing a tough duo. One of them is Trace Demon. Trace had a rough childhood and a troubled personal life but has been very successful. He's going to be difficult to beat but from what I'm seeing of your son, if anyone can take Trace it's your boy. Well, maybe he won't win but he'll certainly take Trace to some limit he's never experienced.
And the other opponent is Thunder. He's not just any regular partner. Thunder used to hold the tag titles with Trace. Thunder's a true legend. Competing in nearly 120 matches. Your son is wrestling his fourth. He's got a long way to go. What an impact he'd make beating such a legendary figure, an icon in WFWF. No better way to make a name for yourself than defeating someone of his stature.
If your son wants to become one of those legendary figures, he can't sit around and wait for the old guard to fall. He has to be the one that brings about their demise. And something tells me that's exactly what he has planned.
I'm also noticing that your son has an unstable quality to him, though I guess we all have that, some just learn how to control it better than others. Hey! They're hitting each other pretty hard."
"Is he winning?"
"I'm not sure. But he is having the time of his life. Wait. I'm seeing something else. I'm seeing him when he was 17. His friend, the one that you said will be his friend for life, he and your son are missing."
"Missing? What do you mean missing?"
"I mean missing. Like no one can find them."
"He must be ok because you see him after that time, right?"
"Yes. Your son is fine. His friend is not."
"OH NO!" she yelled.
"I'm having trouble seeing it. I just can't. I don't..."
Just then the door opened and a doctor walked in.
"Avery, you have to come with me. The nurses told me what happened. I have to make sure you're ok."
"I'm fine Rick. Really, I am."
"That's all well and good but I still need to run some tests."
"Fine. Just one moment." Avery turned to the woman. "Chase grows up to be quite the person."
The woman had a puzzled look on her face. "But you said Chase wasn't ok."
"What do you mean?"
"You said Chase went missing and wasn't ok."
"I said your son was fine. His friend was not."
"Chase is not my son."
"Excuse me? The boy I saw, the boy you said was your son. He's Chase Landon."
"What? No. Chase is his friend. Victor is my son."
"Wait wait wait." she kept exclaiming as the doctor was trying to lead her out of the room. The doctor grabbed Avery by the arm and forcefully walked her down the bleak halls to an examination room.
Avery stopped dead in her tracks before entering the room. She ran as fast as she could back to the woman. "You're right. Victor is fine. Chase is not. Victor..." she paused then gasps. "Something terrible happens. Something terrible happens. Something terrible happens." Avery let out a loud shriek and collapsed to the floor.
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. She had just seen a boy's life flash before her eyes. She knew the horrible truth. She knew who Chase Landon really was.
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. It wasn't until June 6, 1989 that she saw too much.
A nurse no longer walks through the bleak halls of Danvers State Hospital.
She didn't know what she would do with all her free time. What exactly is there for a 76 year old woman to do? She tried not to dwell on it, believing she would find something to occupy her. If not, she could always join her husband at Walnut Grove. They had been on Walnut Grove's wait-list for such a long time but they finally got a family plot. Sadly, the nurses husband passed away a month after they obtained the plot.
After her husband passed she found a flier at the supermarket advertising connecting people with their deceased loved ones. She had never really believed in that sort of thing but she decided to try it anyway. When she arrived there were four others waiting. They all had the flier in their hands. They briefly discussed who they had hoped to contact and one by one they went into a dark room where they met a woman named Lucinda. Each person spent 10 minutes with her. The nurse watched as every ten minutes someone would come out of the dark room sobbing. She prepared herself for the waterworks. Luckily, they supplied Kleenex. $5 for 5 tissues.
It was finally the nurses turn. She walked into the dark room and sat in a old wooden chair that would not stop creaking. Lucinda asked the nurse to extend her hands and she complied. Lucinda closed her eyes and began to chant something in a language the nurse did not understand. Suddenly, Lucinda jumped from her chair and began shouting. A man entered the room and asked if there was a problem. Lucinda told the man what she saw. He promptly escorted the nurse to another room.
Once there he told her that Lucinda saw that she has the gift. The nurse could be an extraordinary medium if given the proper training. The man explained that Lucinda got her start after she visited a woman who could see that she had the gift. And now Lucinda has found someone who has the gift. If the nurse would buy the training program for the low price of $499.99 she could achieve her true potential. Though the nurse was skeptical, she was also naive. After some cajoling she bought the program. She gave the man the money and he gave her the program. She was quite happy when she left. When she did leave, the others who had visited with Lucinda came back and shook hands with each other, the man and Lucinda for a job well done.
After exiting the shop, she went to her station wagon and drove straight home. It must have been her lucky day as every stoplight was green. She parked on the street and hopped out of her car. She sprinted to her house, the house she and her husband bought during their first year of marriage. It wasn't anything spectacular. The entire house was white except for the red shutters and black roof. The house had two bedrooms. One for her and her husband and the other they planned on using when they had children. Sadly, the two would never have any children. The room remained empty for 55 years. Her husband locked the door some 50 years ago after many unsuccessful attempts at conceiving. Neither her nor her husband entered the room again.
She emptied all the materials out of the box and read the instruction manual. She took the video cassette out of the box and inserted it into the VCR. She watched intently, even taking notes. She did what it said. She created a dark space. She brought a small table into the room and put the Lucindatm cloth over it. She sat in a comfortable chair and began reading the booklet of chants aloud. Nothing happened. She would continue trying for three more hours to no avail. She tried again every day for a month then every couple of days for three months. Nothing happened.
She tried several times to go back to Lucinda's shop but they were always closed. She wrote many letters but received no response. One day when she went to the shop, the sign was gone and looking through the windows showed an empty space. They had skipped town. She took all the materials she had bought and put them in the trash. She cried herself to sleep that night because she could not believe how foolish she had been.
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. June 6, 1989 would be so unlike any of those other days. For June 6, 1989 was the day Avery Savanya discovered she truly did have the gift.
June 6, 1989
"Avery! Avery!" a woman shouted as Nurse Avery Savanya walked down the hallway.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Avery asked panicked.
"Not at all. I just saw my son. He recently turned three years old."
"That's wonderful. Hey, is that him over there?"
"Yeah, that's him with his father."
"He's adorable."
"Isn't he? He's all dressed up to go to his best friend's birthday party. I know they are so young but that friendship will last a lifetime."
"I'm sure it will. Has Nurse Andrews been around to administer your medication?"
"Yes ma'am."
"That's good." Avery said as she put her hand on the woman's shoulder. Suddenly everything went dark for her and she began violently twitching.
"OH MY GOD! SOMEONE HELP!" the woman screamed.
Two nurses rushed over to help Avery just as she collapsed to the floor. Mere seconds after collapsing Avery was alert and trying to stand. She ordered the two nurses to stand back. They listened and Avery stood up. The nurses told her she had to be checked out by a doctor which she agreed to do later after she finished talking to the woman.
"I..I need to talk to you." Avery said, still shook up from what happened.
Avery took the woman to her room. The lily white walls were bare. The window was barred up. The florescent light flickered. The room was empty besides a bed with restraints. Once in the room the woman sat on her bed while Avery paced around.
"Are you sure you're ok? You don't seem ok."
"I'm fine." Avery snapped back. "I'm sorry for that. It's just that..." She suddenly stopped speaking.
"Is it happening again? I'm going to go get a nurse."
"No, don't. I just want to tell you what I'm seeing." Avery then explained the entire Lucinda ordeal before continuing. "I was supposed to be able to contact those who have passed on but your son. I see your son."
"Is he in trouble?"
"No. He's happy. Though he'd never admit it. He's a pro wrestler."
"Really? His father has gotten him into that. His friend and him like to play wrestle and they even have wrestling dolls. I would have thought he'd grow out of it."
"He's fairly new to it. I'm seeing his fourth match. It's a tag team match. He's teaming with some Hollywood big shot whose ego could fill this entire room. He's doing everything in his power to get along with your son but he's resisting the efforts. I personally don't blame him. If we're being honest here I wouldn't trust the guy either.
They're facing a tough duo. One of them is Trace Demon. Trace had a rough childhood and a troubled personal life but has been very successful. He's going to be difficult to beat but from what I'm seeing of your son, if anyone can take Trace it's your boy. Well, maybe he won't win but he'll certainly take Trace to some limit he's never experienced.
And the other opponent is Thunder. He's not just any regular partner. Thunder used to hold the tag titles with Trace. Thunder's a true legend. Competing in nearly 120 matches. Your son is wrestling his fourth. He's got a long way to go. What an impact he'd make beating such a legendary figure, an icon in WFWF. No better way to make a name for yourself than defeating someone of his stature.
If your son wants to become one of those legendary figures, he can't sit around and wait for the old guard to fall. He has to be the one that brings about their demise. And something tells me that's exactly what he has planned.
I'm also noticing that your son has an unstable quality to him, though I guess we all have that, some just learn how to control it better than others. Hey! They're hitting each other pretty hard."
"Is he winning?"
"I'm not sure. But he is having the time of his life. Wait. I'm seeing something else. I'm seeing him when he was 17. His friend, the one that you said will be his friend for life, he and your son are missing."
"Missing? What do you mean missing?"
"I mean missing. Like no one can find them."
"He must be ok because you see him after that time, right?"
"Yes. Your son is fine. His friend is not."
"OH NO!" she yelled.
"I'm having trouble seeing it. I just can't. I don't..."
Just then the door opened and a doctor walked in.
"Avery, you have to come with me. The nurses told me what happened. I have to make sure you're ok."
"I'm fine Rick. Really, I am."
"That's all well and good but I still need to run some tests."
"Fine. Just one moment." Avery turned to the woman. "Chase grows up to be quite the person."
The woman had a puzzled look on her face. "But you said Chase wasn't ok."
"What do you mean?"
"You said Chase went missing and wasn't ok."
"I said your son was fine. His friend was not."
"Chase is not my son."
"Excuse me? The boy I saw, the boy you said was your son. He's Chase Landon."
"What? No. Chase is his friend. Victor is my son."
"Wait wait wait." she kept exclaiming as the doctor was trying to lead her out of the room. The doctor grabbed Avery by the arm and forcefully walked her down the bleak halls to an examination room.
Avery stopped dead in her tracks before entering the room. She ran as fast as she could back to the woman. "You're right. Victor is fine. Chase is not. Victor..." she paused then gasps. "Something terrible happens. Something terrible happens. Something terrible happens." Avery let out a loud shriek and collapsed to the floor.
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. She had just seen a boy's life flash before her eyes. She knew the horrible truth. She knew who Chase Landon really was.
A nurse walked through the bleak halls of the Danvers State Hospital. A nurse who had seen so much throughout her 54 year career. It wasn't until June 6, 1989 that she saw too much.
A nurse no longer walks through the bleak halls of Danvers State Hospital.
