Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Tell us a STORY, UNKLE JOE!!. Jay - Okay! I think I'll tell you a real life GHOST STORY!

1800 Apparition Dr. - St. Remy Hospital

Eric's parens, Eric Senior, and Mrs. Eric Senior, are driving him in a car.

The car reaches a parking lot and pauses for a moment.

The parents and teenager step out of the car, and walk towards the three story building in a quiet part of Orlando, Florida. The building is desecrated. There is something foreboding and incredibly creep about Eric's parents and the building. It wreaks of old and haunted. Eric isn't sure of what's inside the building, doesn't ever WANT to know, but unfortunately his parents haven't give him a choice. They're forcing him to stay here. Eric has been kept in the dark about this whole situation.

Eric Senior
And THIS...is Saint Remy 1800. Hope you like it, Eric. (chuckles arrogantly), not like you have a choice.

ERIC
Why??

Eric Senior
Oh, no reason. Let's go get you signed up. You'll LIKE it here, Eric. We just know it. You're going to live here for a while. They'll take GOOD care of you. You Won't even get HURT or anything. We were assured you'd be perfectly safe. Doctors never lie.

Eric's parents escort him up to the front door, where they are "greeted" by a burly guard and the head administrator of St. Remy, Mrs. Von Housen, dressed in blue business clothes and a skirt. She is fat and ugly, ancient, around 67 years old, and she has a frighteningly complacent medicated smile on her face.
Von Housen
(chuckles in a deceptively good natured tone)
So THIS is our little TROUBLE maker, huh. We hear you're a real FUN LOVING FREE SPIRIT. Well, we here at St. Remy 1800 will fix that right up.

ERIC
"Fix"?

Von Housen
Yes, we HATE free spiritedness here at St. Remy hospital. We feel its counterproductive to the progress, edification, and evolution of society. There is no PLACE for it in polite society. But don't worry. We can probably rid you of THOSE NASTY kinds of things in just a few weeks. And if that doesn't work, we'll just have to increase the regiment to a few months, and if THAT doesn't WORK, maybe well keep you here for the rest of your LIFE, with no chance of parole! We'll just have to see. After all, I'm sure you've got the time. What kind of life could a kid like YOU have.

Eric is a bit shocked at this kind of apparently fascist brand of malpractice and backwards American medical thinking.

Von Housen
Well, Eric. Let's get you signed in and taken off your poor parents hands. They must have tried EVERYTHING with you to get you well, but as your rercords and files we have on you clearly show, you're very, VERY sick.

ERIC
But my parents just yell at and hit me, and force me into narcotherapy.

Eric Senior
Such STORIES this one tells! We can't wait to get RID OF HIM! er., I mean "get him better"

Von Housen
Right, this way through the front entrance to our offices, please.


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