Redeeming Logan

Chapter Seven

Taliah

I tug on this stupid metal door with all my might, and it doesn’t budge. Dr. Logan just stands there watching me struggle and waiting for me to give up. He’s leaned against the wall next to the door, peering down at me with boredom. I let out a huff as I slammed my fist against the door, letting out a scream of frustration. Leaning my forehead against the metal, I take in a deep breath, willing myself not to cry. I won’t let him see me break.

I push off the door, not even sparing him a look, and start slowly down the hallway. I peer into the little windows on the other doors, and it sends chills down my spine. The first room we passed houses a woman whose hair has fallen out, leaving her with bald spots. I say “fallen out” lightly because the way she looks at me through the glass makes me think she pulled it out herself. She notices me staring at her and gives me an oddly sad but pleasant smile. Like she’s sorry that I’m locked up here with her.

The next room we pass houses a man who's sitting against the wall at the back, rocking himself. He seems to be muttering to himself but I can't hear the sounds that he makes. He makes eye contact with me and gives me a smile full of missing teeth. He gets up and walks towards the door, banging his fists on it while screaming at me.

My heart races faster as I look at the man screaming his heart out. He leans back and spits on the glass, making me flinch. I walk further down the hall, and the sight in the next room makes my stomach turn. It’s another woman, and she’s squatting against the back wall. The brown smears running along the walls make me want to gag. I steel myself, and then she does something I wouldn’t have expected. She looks up through the window, not actually seeing anything. Her eyes are cloudy, and there’s nothing in them. Almost like Dr. Logans. She takes a step closer to the door while pulling her hand from behind her. She launches a giant glob of brown shit at the window on the door.

I let out a shriek as I jumped back into Dr. Logan. I push away from him, not wanting this evil man to touch me. I lean over and dry-heave in the hallway while Dr. Logan grabs my arm and steers me the rest of the way down the hall. He’s walking so fast I trip over my feet, but his hold on me keeps me from falling on my face.

We make it to the end of the hallway and turn right. The lights don’t flicker as much here, but it's still as decrepit as the other one. He swipes his badge against the panel of a room in the middle of the hall and the door swings open. Pushing me inside the door slams behind us, echoing through the room. Catching my breath, I sweep my gaze through the room and am honestly shocked with what I am seeing.

This room is much different from the others. Almost like a hotel room, which makes me curious as to how I managed to get in here. The carpet is gray and plush beneath my feet. The fancy kind that leaves footprints as you walk. To the right is an old-fashioned canopy bed with sheer white curtains attached to the sides that can be pulled closed for more privacy. On the wall across from it is a small desk with a large TV mounted above it. The back wall houses a large bay window with a window seat attached, and is covered with plush pillows and a throw blanket. A tall bookcase stands next to it, full to the brim with books from every genre.

There are two other doors inside the room, and Dr. Logan makes his way to the one next to the bed. He opens the door and flips on the light show-casing a walk-in closet full of different types of clothing and shoes. He makes his way to the opposite side of the room, pushing the other door open and switching that light on. A large bathroom lies behind it, including a tub deep enough to cover your knees and boobs at the same time. What the fuck is this?

“I don’t understand.” I trail off, hoping he can sense my many questions running through my head.

“This will be your new home, Taliah. Feel free to do whatever your little heart desires to keep you occupied. Your food will be delivered through the panel in the door three times a day. You will be visited by me at least once a day to ensure you’re still alive and kicking. That window over there is reinforced, and there are cameras throughout the room, so don’t try anything stupid. You won’t get very far.” He smirks at me, knowing what my train of thought was making its way towards. “Welcome to Harmony Heights, Taliah. We are going to have so much fun together.” He chuckles before striding out of the room and slamming the door behind him.