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Prompt from Godzilla183

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Andy didn't want to go to the mental hospital.

"Mom, please! We moved here for a fresh start. I'll never have a fresh start if people know I'm in the crazy house," Andy stressed.

His mom sighed, "Andy, it's not a crazy house. It's a children's clinic for kids like you. Traumatic experiences, anxiety-"

"Other mental problems?" Andy added.

"Andy... give it a chance. Please?"

Andy sighed. "Fine."

His mom smiled and grabbed his hand as they walked towards the building. Andy stared at the cream colored walls of the mental hospital, the dozens of windows, and the string of letters below the roof that formed the name of the facility:

Haddonfield's Children's Clinic for the Mentally Ill

Otherwise known as, the children's asylum with a fancy name.

After the incident with Chucky, Andy and his mom wanted to escape those memories and the danger of Chucky returning by moving far away from their old home. Haddonfield was a small town in the middle of nowhere with a population of around 500. About as safe as they could get.

Little did Andy and his mom know, Haddonfield had a horror story of its own.

His mom lead Andy inside and a nice looking nurse looked down at Andy.

"You must be Andy and Mrs. Barclay. I'm Nurse Jackie; we spoke on the phone," the nurse said as she shook Andy's hand before shaking his mom's hand.

"Andy," his mom said. "I'll be back to visit tomorrow. You'll help him get settled, right?" she directed the last question at the nurse, who nodded and took Andy's suitcase.

"Goodbye, sweetie," his mom whispered, kissing him on the forehead before exiting the building.

Nurse Jackie escorted Andy up the steps and down the hall, which was lined with closed doors. She started speaking of the schedule and the benefits and Andy's treatment and so on as they climbed the steps.

"This'll be your room," Nurse Jackie said as she unlocked a door.

Andy nodded before glancing out of the corner of his eye just in time to see a long trail of brown hair whip through the open doorway of a room before the door closed.

He wondered who that was.

Nurse Jackie followed Andy into his room and rested his suitcase on the bed.

"I'll allow you to get settled before I give the tour. If you need anything, press this button," Nurse Jackie told him, pointing to a green button with the white picture of a person on it.

Andy nodded. "Thank you."

Andy sat on the bed and stared at the window and the green find beyond.

Chucky sneaking into the mental hospital…

Screaming for help and no one believing him…

The man at the hospital getting fried with electricity…

The fear…

A hand tapped his shoulder, and Andy jumped to see a brown haired girl standing over him.

"What is it?" he asked.

She held up an index card and tapped the message written on it:

Are you okay?

Andy vaguely wondered why she wasn't talking, but he didn't push it. He could always ask a doctor or another patient if he needed to.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he responded.

The girl sat beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Andy met her big brown eyes.

He recognized the look in her eyes. She'd been scared, too. Traumatized. Probably not be a murderous doll, but you get my point.

Andy nodded. "Thanks."

The girl smiled before leaving the room.

It was only then that Andy realized that he had never asked her for her name.

Andy tossed and turned in his bed that night. After the Chucky incident, Andy had been too afraid to sleep. His mother had to smash sleeping pills and put them in his water before bed just to get him to sleep; she didn't like lying to him, but she didn't want her son to collapse from exhaustion either.

Andy sighed, finally giving up on falling asleep, just as panicked tones and the squeal of a stretch echoed from the hall.

Andy swung his legs off of the bed and stood, approaching the door with a hesitating mind. He twisted the door knob and edged it open a millimeter.

The girl from earlier was twisting and flailing on the stretcher, strapped down to it. She was screaming silently, and her muscles seemed to be spasming. She was having a seizure.

"Jamie!" the doctor yelled, shaking her head to try and get her attention. "Jamie, hang on!"

Jamie.

The chapter's shorter than I wanted it to be, but the chapters will start getting longer after Michael and Chucky show up.

Thanks for reading!