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The asylum was just as creepy as I had expected it to look. It was indeed a very old asylum that had been shut down back in the mid 90's for practicing illegal experiments and treatment methods on patience...many of which were inhumane. In fact, there were legends that floated around saying that the asylum was haunted by the ghosts of the patients that had died within its walls...making it the perfect Halloween attraction. What teenager doesn't want to prove their bravery by wandering into a place that has such a spooky backstory...and Eva was practically floating all the way there, she was so excited.
"This is going to be so cool!" She cried.
"If you say so." I answered quietly from within her cauldron. She shot me a questioning look at me.
"Do you think we'll see any ghosts?" She asked. I shook my head.
"Eva...you can't possibly believe that stuff." I answered. "Ghosts don't exist...they're made up fantasies." Eva shot me a cold look.
"You mean like witches?" I winced as she drove that point home.
"Y-you're different, Eva." I defended. She snorted and kept on walking to the building.
"Besides, ghosts could exist...you never know." She pointed out. "You've never met one, have you?" I nodded my agreement.
"Yes, I've never met one...because they aren't real." I snapped. Eva groaned loudly.
"You are so stubborn, Christian." She growled.

"Are you talking to your cat?" Eva suddenly flushed and shoved me back in the cauldron quickly. The three teenagers from earlier had stopped and looked back at us. They had apparently heard Eva whispering to me.
"Umm, yes...I was warning him not to be a stubborn kitty and get into the candy." She then turned and looked at me angrily. "BAD kitty." I meowed back at her innocently, hoping that the teens bought it. They must have, because they quickly went back to their business of trying to get in line for the asylum.
"That was close, Eva." I whispered. Eva hushed me with her finger.
"Just behave like a kitten for now, Christian." I nodded and sat silently in the cauldron, waiting for our turn.

The line seemed to go on forever, there was no real end in sight. Sitting silently normally wasn't a problem for me...unless people in line saw me and started wanting to pet me and scratch behind my ears. Eva was always more than willing to let them...and I wouldn't mind too much...until they wanted to pick me up, then I got a little uncomfortable.
"Eva, would you make them stop doing that?!" I hissed to her after the eighth person put me back in the cauldron after holding me in her arms. Eva shook her head.
"You don't enjoy it?" She asked. I shrugged.
"It's not that I don't enjoy it...it's that it makes me nervous...as a kitten, I just feel safer with you...I can't really explain it." Eva suddenly looked at me with loving eyes.
"Aww, you like it more when I hold you?" I groaned loudly.
"That's NOT what I meant!" I snapped. Eva waved it aside.
"You can deny it all you want...but you enjoy being my little kitty, don't you?" I growled and looked away from her. The truth was...I did kind of enjoy it. I would much prefer being my own human self, and the idea of being held by anyone and being so small was a terrifying concept...but for some reason the kitten in me just enjoyed it too much...which was so embarrassing. However, I didn't want to admit this to Eva, so I kept silent.

"Finally." Eva whispered. We had made it to the front of the line and the guard out front, wearing a lab coat looked at us and then saw me.
"Ma'am, is that a real cat?" He asked. Eva looked at me and nodded.
"Yes, he's real." The man sighed.
"I'm sorry miss, but animals aren't allowed inside the asylum...you're going to have to leave your pet out here." Eva groaned and stepped out of line. I felt guilty and looked up at her sadly.
"I'm sorry Eva."
"It's okay." She answered. Suddenly she looked somewhere off in the distance and grinned. "Wait...what if I turned you back and we could go in together?!" I suddenly became nervous.
"That's a bad idea, Eva...people would see us! They'd recognize me!" Eva shook her head.
"Not if we do it in a good hiding place." She then took off running towards the far side of the asylum. There was an old building there that clearly wasn't part of the attraction. It looked extremely old and dark...and on the front was a sign that read OFF LIMITS. NO ACCESS FOR ANY REASON. The sign made me shiver a little.
"Eva, I still say that we shouldn't."
"Stop being such a scardy cat." She then flicked her wrist at the lock and we both watched as the doors magically swung open to reveal a dark and depressing looking hall. Eva rushed inside and closed the doors behind her. Just looking around, this place was unbelievably creepy. There were cobwebs hanging all over the place and I could hear rats running around the floor. This place wasn't part of the attraction...but it sure was scary by itself.

"Now, I just change you back and we can get back in line." She snapped her fingers at me and I suddenly felt myself start to change. Before the change was complete, I leaped out of the cauldron and stood next to her until I was back to my full size and species. Not only this, but Eva had gone one step further and conjured up a white shirt and jeans for me to wear. I slipped them on gladly.
"Thanks for that." I said happily. Eva however wasn't looking at me. She was looking around the strange hallway and exploring. I couldn't help but feel very impressed...and unnerved by the sights around me. It was too dark to see anything clearly, but I could tell that we were in a ward...in some kind of a hall with many cells and different living quarters surrounding us.
"What is this place?" Eva asked. I walked close to a cell and looked inside. I squinted, trying to see through the darkness and saw something that made my stomach fall out. I felt sick...terrified...no, not even that! I was mortified by the sight before me. It was such a simple thing...anywhere else, it wouldn't have been that interesting. However, I knew what it was doing here.
"Eva, we need to go now." I warned. Eva didn't listen. She walked over to the edge of the room and began skimming the walls.
"Where's the light switch?" I ran towards her to stop her from finding it.
"EVA DON'T!"

Too late.

The room was bathed in light, revealing what it really was. The walls were painted pure white and there were caged doors on either side of us. There were at least 16 cells, each small and unfit for anyone to live in. Inside each one was a bed, a latrine, and a small carpet. Laying around the cells, in plain view, were dolls, small trains, and toys meant for young children. At Eva's feet was a doll that was battered and unclean...I knew what this room was...what this hall was...It was the children's ward...where they had clearly kept and experimented on children...locking them off from the outside world.
"What is..." Eva started to ask...and then she picked up the doll at her feet. She stared at it blankly, as if not quite believing what it was. I groaned, unable to look at it. I looked away, placing my hands on the bars of the nearby cell door and leaned against it...as if the pain in this room was torturing me as well. Eva placed the doll close to her chest and stared around her in disbelief.
"This...this is..."
"Eva, I'm sorry." I said quickly. Eva was breathing heavily and had backed away. Her eyes were bulging and were filling with tears.
"Children were in here....weren't they?"
"...yes..."
"They were locked up...like animals..."
"Eva, please...it's okay..." I pleaded. Eva suddenly backed up against the wall of the room and sank to the floor, unable to stand any longer. She began shaking and shivering in a way that I had never seen. The doll was still clutched in her arms. She was sobbing...tears starting to leak from her eyes. I took a step closer, unsure of what to do.
"Make it go away." She whimpered. She sounded so small...so fragile. She looked like a child, scared of a monster in her closet...she looked like she had seen a ghost...and in a way, she had. "Please...make it go away..." Eva moaned, rocking back and forth, shaking terribly.

"Eva!" I ran forward and grabbed her by the shoulders. "It's okay." I grabbed the doll in her hands and wrenched it away from her, setting it to the side. She didn't even seem to notice. "Eva, look at me!" I demanded. She didn't...she was lost in her own fears and terrors. She stared blankly, tears streaming down her face.
"So much pain." Eva cried. "Kids...hurting...crying." Eva was shaking harder now...she was having a break down. I quickly wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me. I placed my hand on her head and the other on her back.
"Shh." I whispered. "Let it out...let it out." Suddenly, I felt Eva's hand grab my shirt tightly and her other wrap around me in a tight hold. She then fell into my shoulder, screaming...bawling like a baby. The weight of her body pressed into me, but I held firm...Her face was buried in my shoulder, and I could feel the hot tears stream and soak into my shirt, but I didn't care. I held her tightly. Her shaking body struggled and rocked, but my stronger arms held her to me, keeping her from falling over.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" She screamed over and over. "Please let them out...let me out!" She cried. Suddenly it dawned on me...she knew this pain. Her parents had sheltered her all of her life. She too had been locked away for so long...unable to commune with others and be outside. To her, this was like her own suffering. The memories this room must have brought back for her...I couldn't even imagine it. "Please...let me out!" She cried again. I stroked her hair and held her firmly. She was in no shape to move, so I held her longer.
"It's okay, Eva." I whispered. "You're out...you're okay." She was still trembling, but she stopped screaming. She was simply a trembling, scared little witch, crying into my shirt. I pulled back her white hair so that I could see her forehead and I sighed as I looked at her. I leaned down and placed my lips on her forehead and kissed her lightly.
Her hiccupping and sobbing seemed to stop. She was still clinging to me, but she seemed to have calmed down a great deal. I could still feel the stains of the tears pouring into my shirt, but it didn't matter to me. I held her and we rocked back and forth in that position for a long time. I continued to stroke her hair, whispering in her ear, scared that she might go back into that state if I let her go.
"Christian..." She whimpered.
"Hush...I'm here." I whispered. "You're okay, Eva..." Eva held me tightly and gave a small hiccup.
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry for everything." She moaned. I shrugged it off.
"I said, hush." I ordered. "None of that stuff matters." We sat there for a while longer, unwilling to leave.

After what felt like hours, Eva finally pulled away from me and rubbed her puffy eyes, sniffing as she did. "I'm okay." She said. I nodded back. She stood up and grabbed the doll from the ground. She placed it by one of the cells in a sitting position and stepped back.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. I bowed my head reverently and then opened the door for her.
"Let's go home, Eva." Eva walked out the door, still sniffing pitifully. I was still concerned about her...so I stroked her hair as she walked out. I turned off the light behind me as I closed the door. As we walked out, I took one last look back inside the ward. What I had said earlier was very wrong...Eva had been right all along. Tonight, Eva and I had seen a ghost...the ghosts of the past are ones that we can never truly escape or ignore.

Description
The asylum was just as creepy as I had expected it to look. It was indeed a very old asylum that had been shut down back in the mid 90's for practicing illegal experiments and treatment methods on patience...many of which were inhumane. In fact, there were legends that floated around saying that the asylum was haunted by the ghosts of the patients that had died within its walls...making it the perfect Halloween attraction. What teenager doesn't want to prove their bravery by wandering into a place that has such a spooky backstory...and Eva was practically floating all the way there, she was so excited.
"This is going to be so cool!" She cried.
"If you say so." I answered quietly from within her cauldron. She shot me a questioning look at me.
"Do you think we'll see any ghosts?" She asked. I shook my head.
"Eva...you can't possibly believe that stuff." I answered. "Ghosts don't exist...they're made up fantasies." Eva shot me a cold look.
"You mean like witches?" I winced as she drove that point home.
"Y-you're different, Eva." I defended. She snorted and kept on walking to the building.
"Besides, ghosts could exist...you never know." She pointed out. "You've never met one, have you?" I nodded my agreement.
"Yes, I've never met one...because they aren't real." I snapped. Eva groaned loudly.
"You are so stubborn, Christian." She growled.

"Are you talking to your cat?" Eva suddenly flushed and shoved me back in the cauldron quickly. The three teenagers from earlier had stopped and looked back at us. They had apparently heard Eva whispering to me.
"Umm, yes...I was warning him not to be a stubborn kitty and get into the candy." She then turned and looked at me angrily. "BAD kitty." I meowed back at her innocently, hoping that the teens bought it. They must have, because they quickly went back to their business of trying to get in line for the asylum.
"That was close, Eva." I whispered. Eva hushed me with her finger.
"Just behave like a kitten for now, Christian." I nodded and sat silently in the cauldron, waiting for our turn.

The line seemed to go on forever, there was no real end in sight. Sitting silently normally wasn't a problem for me...unless people in line saw me and started wanting to pet me and scratch behind my ears. Eva was always more than willing to let them...and I wouldn't mind too much...until they wanted to pick me up, then I got a little uncomfortable.
"Eva, would you make them stop doing that?!" I hissed to her after the eighth person put me back in the cauldron after holding me in her arms. Eva shook her head.
"You don't enjoy it?" She asked. I shrugged.
"It's not that I don't enjoy it...it's that it makes me nervous...as a kitten, I just feel safer with you...I can't really explain it." Eva suddenly looked at me with loving eyes.
"Aww, you like it more when I hold you?" I groaned loudly.
"That's NOT what I meant!" I snapped. Eva waved it aside.
"You can deny it all you want...but you enjoy being my little kitty, don't you?" I growled and looked away from her. The truth was...I did kind of enjoy it. I would much prefer being my own human self, and the idea of being held by anyone and being so small was a terrifying concept...but for some reason the kitten in me just enjoyed it too much...which was so embarrassing. However, I didn't want to admit this to Eva, so I kept silent.

"Finally." Eva whispered. We had made it to the front of the line and the guard out front, wearing a lab coat looked at us and then saw me.
"Ma'am, is that a real cat?" He asked. Eva looked at me and nodded.
"Yes, he's real." The man sighed.
"I'm sorry miss, but animals aren't allowed inside the asylum...you're going to have to leave your pet out here." Eva groaned and stepped out of line. I felt guilty and looked up at her sadly.
"I'm sorry Eva."
"It's okay." She answered. Suddenly she looked somewhere off in the distance and grinned. "Wait...what if I turned you back and we could go in together?!" I suddenly became nervous.
"That's a bad idea, Eva...people would see us! They'd recognize me!" Eva shook her head.
"Not if we do it in a good hiding place." She then took off running towards the far side of the asylum. There was an old building there that clearly wasn't part of the attraction. It looked extremely old and dark...and on the front was a sign that read OFF LIMITS. NO ACCESS FOR ANY REASON. The sign made me shiver a little.
"Eva, I still say that we shouldn't."
"Stop being such a scardy cat." She then flicked her wrist at the lock and we both watched as the doors magically swung open to reveal a dark and depressing looking hall. Eva rushed inside and closed the doors behind her. Just looking around, this place was unbelievably creepy. There were cobwebs hanging all over the place and I could hear rats running around the floor. This place wasn't part of the attraction...but it sure was scary by itself.

"Now, I just change you back and we can get back in line." She snapped her fingers at me and I suddenly felt myself start to change. Before the change was complete, I leaped out of the cauldron and stood next to her until I was back to my full size and species. Not only this, but Eva had gone one step further and conjured up a white shirt and jeans for me to wear. I slipped them on gladly.
"Thanks for that." I said happily. Eva however wasn't looking at me. She was looking around the strange hallway and exploring. I couldn't help but feel very impressed...and unnerved by the sights around me. It was too dark to see anything clearly, but I could tell that we were in a ward...in some kind of a hall with many cells and different living quarters surrounding us.
"What is this place?" Eva asked. I walked close to a cell and looked inside. I squinted, trying to see through the darkness and saw something that made my stomach fall out. I felt sick...terrified...no, not even that! I was mortified by the sight before me. It was such a simple thing...anywhere else, it wouldn't have been that interesting. However, I knew what it was doing here.
"Eva, we need to go now." I warned. Eva didn't listen. She walked over to the edge of the room and began skimming the walls.
"Where's the light switch?" I ran towards her to stop her from finding it.
"EVA DON'T!"

Too late.

The room was bathed in light, revealing what it really was. The walls were painted pure white and there were caged doors on either side of us. There were at least 16 cells, each small and unfit for anyone to live in. Inside each one was a bed, a latrine, and a small carpet. Laying around the cells, in plain view, were dolls, small trains, and toys meant for young children. At Eva's feet was a doll that was battered and unclean...I knew what this room was...what this hall was...It was the children's ward...where they had clearly kept and experimented on children...locking them off from the outside world.
"What is..." Eva started to ask...and then she picked up the doll at her feet. She stared at it blankly, as if not quite believing what it was. I groaned, unable to look at it. I looked away, placing my hands on the bars of the nearby cell door and leaned against it...as if the pain in this room was torturing me as well. Eva placed the doll close to her chest and stared around her in disbelief.
"This...this is..."
"Eva, I'm sorry." I said quickly. Eva was breathing heavily and had backed away. Her eyes were bulging and were filling with tears.
"Children were in here....weren't they?"
"...yes..."
"They were locked up...like animals..."
"Eva, please...it's okay..." I pleaded. Eva suddenly backed up against the wall of the room and sank to the floor, unable to stand any longer. She began shaking and shivering in a way that I had never seen. The doll was still clutched in her arms. She was sobbing...tears starting to leak from her eyes. I took a step closer, unsure of what to do.
"Make it go away." She whimpered. She sounded so small...so fragile. She looked like a child, scared of a monster in her closet...she looked like she had seen a ghost...and in a way, she had. "Please...make it go away..." Eva moaned, rocking back and forth, shaking terribly.

"Eva!" I ran forward and grabbed her by the shoulders. "It's okay." I grabbed the doll in her hands and wrenched it away from her, setting it to the side. She didn't even seem to notice. "Eva, look at me!" I demanded. She didn't...she was lost in her own fears and terrors. She stared blankly, tears streaming down her face.
"So much pain." Eva cried. "Kids...hurting...crying." Eva was shaking harder now...she was having a break down. I quickly wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me. I placed my hand on her head and the other on her back.
"Shh." I whispered. "Let it out...let it out." Suddenly, I felt Eva's hand grab my shirt tightly and her other wrap around me in a tight hold. She then fell into my shoulder, screaming...bawling like a baby. The weight of her body pressed into me, but I held firm...Her face was buried in my shoulder, and I could feel the hot tears stream and soak into my shirt, but I didn't care. I held her tightly. Her shaking body struggled and rocked, but my stronger arms held her to me, keeping her from falling over.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" She screamed over and over. "Please let them out...let me out!" She cried. Suddenly it dawned on me...she knew this pain. Her parents had sheltered her all of her life. She too had been locked away for so long...unable to commune with others and be outside. To her, this was like her own suffering. The memories this room must have brought back for her...I couldn't even imagine it. "Please...let me out!" She cried again. I stroked her hair and held her firmly. She was in no shape to move, so I held her longer.
"It's okay, Eva." I whispered. "You're out...you're okay." She was still trembling, but she stopped screaming. She was simply a trembling, scared little witch, crying into my shirt. I pulled back her white hair so that I could see her forehead and I sighed as I looked at her. I leaned down and placed my lips on her forehead and kissed her lightly.
Her hiccupping and sobbing seemed to stop. She was still clinging to me, but she seemed to have calmed down a great deal. I could still feel the stains of the tears pouring into my shirt, but it didn't matter to me. I held her and we rocked back and forth in that position for a long time. I continued to stroke her hair, whispering in her ear, scared that she might go back into that state if I let her go.
"Christian..." She whimpered.
"Hush...I'm here." I whispered. "You're okay, Eva..." Eva held me tightly and gave a small hiccup.
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry for everything." She moaned. I shrugged it off.
"I said, hush." I ordered. "None of that stuff matters." We sat there for a while longer, unwilling to leave.

After what felt like hours, Eva finally pulled away from me and rubbed her puffy eyes, sniffing as she did. "I'm okay." She said. I nodded back. She stood up and grabbed the doll from the ground. She placed it by one of the cells in a sitting position and stepped back.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. I bowed my head reverently and then opened the door for her.
"Let's go home, Eva." Eva walked out the door, still sniffing pitifully. I was still concerned about her...so I stroked her hair as she walked out. I turned off the light behind me as I closed the door. As we walked out, I took one last look back inside the ward. What I had said earlier was very wrong...Eva had been right all along. Tonight, Eva and I had seen a ghost...the ghosts of the past are ones that we can never truly escape or ignore.