"The jaw is broken Ms. Schmidt! I'm very sorry, but it will take a while before we can fix it! It is a complicated splinter fracture at the joint and not a simple fracture! Take it easy! I neither you visit again the next few days and see what progress you have made! ", the chief doctor left the room without waiting for an answer.
What should she have said big? Her throat only left a strenuous gurgle, but nothing more.
The metal chains with which her arms and legs were held to the bed rattled under the jerky attempts to rescue her.

She wanted to run away. Long time.

Ever since she was a child, she wanted to run away, but she couldn't. She was stuck like an animal in a gold cage made of cold metal.
It started early.
Jany was already visiting her when she was only seven years old.
Jany. A little red-haired girl, with freckles and a colorful, floral dress like the one people wore 50 years ago.
She was initially taken to the clinic for depression, but when Jany started to see her, it got worse, worse day by day.
Run away was the only solution. During one of her escape attempts, she was caught by a male nurse and thundered to the ground. He wanted to support himself with his knee on her back so that she couldn't escape, but she was wriggling so hard that he hit and smashed her killer.
In return, Jany began to show cuts under her long hair on her neck and pointed to a vase. She grinned and ran her forefinger over her neck as if it were a knife. Then she waved and disappeared from her room.
Liz had grown old now. Too old to hope to ever be released, but Jany didn't age. She remained a small child. She remained as small and innocent as Liz was when she was dragged there.One evening something happened that changed Liz's life.
She lay in bed and did not move, staring indifferently at the ceiling. The only sound was the scratchy breathing of her parched throat.
"You have been forgotten!", A sweet voice whispered in her ear.
Her eyes widened and she looked around apathetically. As if obsessed, she kept pressing the emergency button that had been placed in her chained hand.
"You're going to be left to rot here!" This voice murmured again.
Liz panicked. Adrenaline pumping through her veins like a stimulant drug. Tears of desperation ran down her face. She wanted to scream, wanted to draw attention to herself. But nothing happened. A low hum came from her throat.
Then nothing.
"They won't let you go anymore!"
Jany stood at the foot of the bed and stared at her almost lovingly. Her eyes had an expression that seemed so infinitely old and wise that Liz shuddered.
"I do not let you go anymore!"
With that she rushed towards Liz and grabbed her neck. She choked her, shook her and didn't let go of her.
At some point the emergency button was only hanging in her lifeless hand when a nurse entered the room. She ran out screaming and Liz was surprised because she felt so good.
The chains had been removed from her and everything seemed wonderful to her.
Carefully she got out of bed and felt the cold tiles under her bare feet.
The chief doctor ran back into the room with the nurse.
"Will you let me go?" She asked happily, but no one responded to her question. You didn't seem to pay any attention to them.
She turned carefully to the bed.
An emaciated old woman lay there. Her skin was pale and blue. Her body was in an unworthy position.
"Coma ...?" Asked the nurse.
"Yes ... and a psychoepileptic seizure! ... like with Jany and the others!This is already the 32nd case of this kind! ", resigned the doctor.
Liz stared at the picture, wondering if she should mourn the poor old woman. She herself still had her whole life ahead of her.
Jany stepped up next to her and took her hand. Both girls were almost the same size. Liz wore her favorite dress, with the blue rhinestones, with which she was always on the beach with her mother.

"The old woman was left alone! I'm not leaving you alone! Come on, I'll show you my other friends and there will definitely be more soon! We will never be alone again!"