[Zenka]

A medical transport van pulled up to the admission gates of the new asylum. A girl was strapped down the gurney from head to toe, her ankles, her waist, chest, thighs ankles and shoulder all had thick padded leather straps keeping her pinned down. What was strange about the girl is that she didn't look like she was in need of them, she was perfectly calm, her face had the look of despair but otherwise she didn't move or talk, she clenched her fists occasionally and wiggled her feet but that was about it.


She was picked up off the gurney on a sort of stretcher which held her restraints, she was assisted into her room before being put down on the bed, the stretcher being fastened down to make sure she couldn't wiggle away or move it in any way.

The girl, looking no more than eight years old let out a sigh, looking up at the ceiling and biting her lip, she was getting a bit bored to be honest, she had in full honesty asked to be strapped down on the way here, only getting her wish after she started to raise her voice and started to shout threats when they complied with her wishes.


The worst part was, she had not yet been given a diaper to accompany her restraints she had been put into, a short oversight but it was really started to wear down on her, her bladder was starting to hurt and she wasn't sure how much more she could take.