They're Here

WRITTEN BY PATIENT #2.

I never knew what to expect from this place, let alone think what would happen by the time I was instated here.

Patient #1, the one above all of us in terms of our serial number. Many patients have come in and out, but the Original #1 came in alongside Dr. Proctor, at least that what I've heard.

Lizardmen: beings from a different dimension of our own. Some say that they came to Earth seeking various traitors from their homeworld; lizardmen who defied their great leader and guilty for acts of treason.

Indeed I put my belief in their existence, for I have saw the patterns of their skin, shedded at various parts of the hospital, said skin was no different than an actual lizard, although the size of their sheds were far bigger than an actual lizards. I find and kept them for safekeeping as well as proof.

But nobody believed me.

If the tales by the patients are true, then the the Original Patient #1, perhaps he was a Lizardman, whose madness spread all across the hospital.

Or what about Dr. Proctor himself?

Sometimes I wonder what he's up to, since he rarely got out of his office. I heard he was on vacation before. Relieving stress? Perhaps. But he could have use that as an excuse for him to wander off under our noises.

Maybe he is a Lizardman himself, maybe even a hunter from Lizardmen world to hunt down the other traitorous Lizardmen.

My heart stopped as I heard incoming footsteps. The sound got louder as Incounted the seconds that had passed by. My heart then jumped as I heard banging.

The door, the door!