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"I'm not sure why they asked me to lay in this position, but whatever it is I don't like it!"

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A Tale of Woe, Ep. 47:

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"I'm sorry, Beth, it's a rectal thermometer. It goes in the other end.

"But.. but..."

"Yeah, that's right, Beth - it goes in your butt! Did you think I got it all lubed up to put it in your mouth?"

"Oh Jen, please, you're the only nurse that's nice to me here, I thought we were friends.. please don't do this to me!"

"Doctor's Orders, Beth! Don't make me call old Bill for help.."

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A Tale of Woe, Episode 31: Group Therapy

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"Oh, I just wish somebody would tell me why I'm here, and why I can't go home. I don't even know where I am. I don't remember anything, I don't know how I got here, I just woke up this morning and i was here, in this place, and all my clothes were gone, and all my stuff, and my phone.. and nobody will tell me anything.."

"I'll tell you Beth: You're in Hell"

"What... really? I'm.. dead? That explain a lot.. Oh no no no. I need another chance! I'm too young to die, I'm only 18! I want to live again! I'll be a good person oh please God give me another chance... oh Jesus help me.. <sobbing>"

"Oh sweetie, no! You're just in that old mental hospital on the edge of downtown. And I have no idea how you got here. It is pretty hellish though.."

[nurse interrupts: "Misty! Claire! That's quite enough, it's not your turn to talk. Any more of this behavior and I'll have to start separating you two.."]

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"W-h-h-where is that going to go, again?"

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A Tale of Woe, Ep. 32: The New New Girl

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"Claire.. tell me how you got here, you don't seem.. like someone who should be locked up in a mental hospital"

["sorry ma'am, just doing my job, the handcuffs are for your own protection.."]

"It's a funny story, Beth. About 6 months ago I checked the wrong box on some health insurance forms I was filling out for work. In the mental health section, I clicked something by accident, answered ‘yes’ to a question I should have answered ‘no’. I changed it back, but it was too late, someone had already seen it. The next day when I was sitting at my desk my boss came over with some cops and EMTs and told me I had to go with them right away, the next thing you know they put me in an ambulance and whisked me over here, and I've been here ever since. Do you remember anything yet, about how you got here?"

"Sort of. Stuff is coming back slowly. The last thing I remember, I was at my friend's party. I don't remember past a certain point in the night. Next thing I know I wake up here, and nobody will tell me anything. I can only guess I drank too much and went 'crazy' and someone called 9-1-1, and they came and got me and brought me here, just like you. But I don't remember doing or saying anything to make people think I was insane. I don't even think I was that drunk, I don't even feel very hungover."

"Nobody here cares if you're sane Beth. And nobody here wants to cure you, if there was anything wrong with you. They'll make you worse if they can. I wasn't crazy when I came here, but I might be now! These people want to keep you here, for as long as they can, because it's fun for them, you're just a toy here for them to mess with..."

"Oh God Claire I want to go home! How can I get out of here?"

"If I knew the answer to that I wouldn't be here either. All I can say is, don't trust any of the people who work here. Especially Dr. [Redacted]! I swear if that man was not a doctor he'd be a serial killer."

"You're scaring me more and more. So what do they do at this 'hospital', what are the treatments like?"

"Well, you already saw what group therapy is like here - you’re supposed to talk about your problems but you're not allowed to say anything bad about this place which is the problem. Then there's the drugs. Lots of drugs. Mostly unrelated to whatever mental illness you’re supposed to have. Finally there's what my friend Mystique said would called Desensitization if they did it right, except they do it really really wrong "

"W-what is that?"

"Well, do you have any fears? Phobias? Things that make you squirm? They're going to figure them out, or make a good guess, and then do whatever it is to you, supposedly until you get used to it."

"Can I ask... what is your.. thing?"

"Well, uh.. It's kinda hard to talk about, it's so.. well nothing dangerous, it's just so humiliating.. the only person I talk to about it is Mystique"

"Oh please tell me!"

[".. think warm thoughts, Claire, this thermometer is mighty cold.."]

"They take my temperature, with that kind of thermometer. You know, the kind that goes in back there. Way more often than could possibly be neccessary. And all my drugs all go in that way. Suppositories, like people give babies. I'm not even allowed to have pills! I don't even know what medications I'm on. For all I know it's all placebos, and the way they give it to me is the whole point. And they monitor how often I go to the bathroom, and if I don't go enough... oh God.. the enemas ..ugh.. <sound of trying not to throw up> and the whole time I swear they make a point of talking about it, because that that makes it that much more embarrassing.. like they think it's fun.."

"Oh that sounds horrible.. Is.. Is that what they're gonna do to me?"

"Maybe. Ive heard if they can’t think of anything they start out with little bit of my kind of treatment until they come up with something. Most patients 'graduate' up to something else pretty soon, but they're sticking with it for me because I 'love' it so much <shudder>. Are they letting you wear panties by any chance?"

"No! No bra, no panties, this gown is open in the back. Been like this since I got here."

"Yeah there's a pretty good chance I'm right about what they're planning to start with'"

"<whimper> I'm doomed.. "

"Oh I’m so sorry to have to tell you all this.. we'll do what we can for you, Myst and me. She's been here over a year and knows way more about this place, she even fooled them into wasting their time doing things that don't really bother her. I wish Mystique was here right now. I wonder where she is.."

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"Oh no no no! Not back there!"

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A Tale of Woe, Ep. 52: Round Table

Beth: "Well, Claire, you were right! They decided I need all the same stuff like you... rectal thermometers! Yuck... how do you stand it?"

Claire: "Please, Beth... I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it any more than I absolutely have to."

Mystique: "Beth, there's worse things in this place than being a butt girl, believe you me"

Beth: "I don't wanna be a butt girl!"

Claire: "If either of you says 'butt girl' again, I'm leaving"

Myst: "fine, then, I'll say booty girl"

Claire: ".... that's even worse!"

[Note: this post is an excercise in getting all three of these characters into one post, all in hospital gowns, all barefooted (with five toes on each foot). The author tried multiple times to come up with something more serious for these three to be discussing.]

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