It had been a long yet enjoyable 72 hours since Sef’s voluntary commitment. All the fox wanted to do was be locked up under observation just to relax and get his spirits back up. The door to his observation cell opened up as two Doberman orderlies walked in dress in white coats. With no trouble at all, they picked up Sef by his straitjacket and helped him onto his feet. All that was left was to head to the outtake room, remove the jacket, and send him on his way. However, the orderlies took Sef down a different hallway, further into the mental facility. As the group walked, Sef saw more patients there who were either jacketed as well or in some form of restraints. Most of them were doped up on high-end anti-psychotics or drug restraints. They turned one last corner as they entered a room with a evaluation table with two ankle restraints. To Sef it seemed like they were going to perform the outtake procedure here.
The men in white soon lifted Sef onto the table and bound his legs to it. Soon the doctor of the facility as well as a male nurse walked into the room. The nurse was holding what seemed to be a pair of clippers.
“Ok Mr. Highwind,” the Husky doctor started, “Today was going to be your release day.”
“Was?” the fox meekly responded. “What do you mean? I’ve been good, haven’t I?”
It was true. Since he committed himself, Sef did everything by the book. He never put up a fight when he was being picked up from his cell, he never begged to be let out of his jacket, and he never gave the orderlies any sort of issue.
“Oh, you have. But what I cannot fathom is why someone like you would do such a thing. Honestly there are deeper problems that you aren’t telling us, and until you do, you need to be kept here as a patient.”
Sef started to wiggle around in his jacket. For the first time during his stay, he wanted out of it horribly.
“No! I’m not lying! There is nothing wrong with me! I just wanted to get away for awhile!” Sef was starting to beg at this point.
“I’m sorry, Sef. But honestly this is for your own good till we can figure out what is truly wrong with you.”
By this point the male nurse was by Sef’s exposed, bound paws. He grabbed hold of each of the toes and forced Sef’s claws to come out one by one. No matter how much Sef struggled, he could not get his claws to retract. The nurse brought out the clippers, and he began to clip them to the point of being dull.
“P…please stop! Please!!” The fox could feel tears slowly roll down his cheek.
“This is to make sure that you do not damage your new room. We are placing you in the high security sector. You’ll be in your straitjacket 24 hours a day, and you’ll be locked inside your padded cell. You will not be taken out unless you are scheduled an appointment with me. You will be fed and changed in your cell.”
The orderlies forced Sef to sit up straight as they tightened the straps on the jacket. Sef then heard the sound of locks being placed on the straps to ensure that they would never get loose again.
“Take him to cell 731!”
The restraints were taken off of the fox’s ankles, but before he could make a break for it, the orderlies were already on top of him. Sef started to kick and wiggle, so the orderlies decided it would be best to drag the fox on the floor.
“You can’t do this! I’m not insane! I’m not insane! Why do you not believe me? “
He was starting to sound like the other high-risk patients that he saw being taken back to their cells to be drugged. No matter how much he pleaded, no one would listen. Eventually, all Sef could focus on was the screams, the laughter, and the rambling of the other patients as they were dragged back to their rooms.
When the group reached Sef’s new home, they opened up the door to a small padded cell. Like he was nothing, Sef was tossed into his new home as the door closed behind him. Slowly getting up, he could feel the padding take him in. Knowing exactly what had happened, all Sef could do was smile and break into a psychotic laughter. He had finally cracked.
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Fantastic straitjacket picture from the always talented
zerohenry I have always wanted an insane picture of Sef, and now I have a fantastic one! ^^ Hope y'all like it as well as my story!
The men in white soon lifted Sef onto the table and bound his legs to it. Soon the doctor of the facility as well as a male nurse walked into the room. The nurse was holding what seemed to be a pair of clippers.
“Ok Mr. Highwind,” the Husky doctor started, “Today was going to be your release day.”
“Was?” the fox meekly responded. “What do you mean? I’ve been good, haven’t I?”
It was true. Since he committed himself, Sef did everything by the book. He never put up a fight when he was being picked up from his cell, he never begged to be let out of his jacket, and he never gave the orderlies any sort of issue.
“Oh, you have. But what I cannot fathom is why someone like you would do such a thing. Honestly there are deeper problems that you aren’t telling us, and until you do, you need to be kept here as a patient.”
Sef started to wiggle around in his jacket. For the first time during his stay, he wanted out of it horribly.
“No! I’m not lying! There is nothing wrong with me! I just wanted to get away for awhile!” Sef was starting to beg at this point.
“I’m sorry, Sef. But honestly this is for your own good till we can figure out what is truly wrong with you.”
By this point the male nurse was by Sef’s exposed, bound paws. He grabbed hold of each of the toes and forced Sef’s claws to come out one by one. No matter how much Sef struggled, he could not get his claws to retract. The nurse brought out the clippers, and he began to clip them to the point of being dull.
“P…please stop! Please!!” The fox could feel tears slowly roll down his cheek.
“This is to make sure that you do not damage your new room. We are placing you in the high security sector. You’ll be in your straitjacket 24 hours a day, and you’ll be locked inside your padded cell. You will not be taken out unless you are scheduled an appointment with me. You will be fed and changed in your cell.”
The orderlies forced Sef to sit up straight as they tightened the straps on the jacket. Sef then heard the sound of locks being placed on the straps to ensure that they would never get loose again.
“Take him to cell 731!”
The restraints were taken off of the fox’s ankles, but before he could make a break for it, the orderlies were already on top of him. Sef started to kick and wiggle, so the orderlies decided it would be best to drag the fox on the floor.
“You can’t do this! I’m not insane! I’m not insane! Why do you not believe me? “
He was starting to sound like the other high-risk patients that he saw being taken back to their cells to be drugged. No matter how much he pleaded, no one would listen. Eventually, all Sef could focus on was the screams, the laughter, and the rambling of the other patients as they were dragged back to their rooms.
When the group reached Sef’s new home, they opened up the door to a small padded cell. Like he was nothing, Sef was tossed into his new home as the door closed behind him. Slowly getting up, he could feel the padding take him in. Knowing exactly what had happened, all Sef could do was smile and break into a psychotic laughter. He had finally cracked.
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Fantastic straitjacket picture from the always talented
zerohenry I have always wanted an insane picture of Sef, and now I have a fantastic one! ^^ Hope y'all like it as well as my story!
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