Chapter 58 : Ghost girl

“Are you allowed to do that?” I asked sceptically. Emmet seemed to care little about the rules and I could see him getting himself into trouble. I wasn’t sure why that worried me but it did all the same.

“With a few precautions obviously, but yeah, there are many clients who are afraid of the cameras and this helps to calm them, especially if they spend a lot of time in high dependency.” I rolled my eyes, another posh name for the padded cell. I wonder how many people actually took it for what it was.

“Come on then Mi lets go take a peek.” Emmet opened the door and led me out into another room what looked like a nurse’s station. It was a soft pastel blue with two long desks and four lounging chairs that were all in a semi-circle around a rather shabby looking old style T.V. There was also a white board above the desk with the room names and clients next to them. Date of birth and observations were also there. Then at the end there was a box that said suicide watch. A few of the boxes were ticked, including mine. I sighed.

“Let’s aim to get you off of that hay.” Emmet said smiling reading my expression; of course he got the wrong end of the stick when it came to this. The only reason I was sad I was on suicide watch was because they would be expecting any real attempt I could throw at them. It didn’t mean that I wouldn’t try but it made the likelihood of success lower and I was desperate to leave.

“Through here Mi,” Emmet said softly pointing to a small door at the right of the room. It had CCTV control written on it in bold letters. Emmet opened the door a crack and poked his head through the gap, smiling at whoever was inside the door.

“Are you all right in here Harry?” Emmet asked the person behind the door. “I was wondering if it was OK if Mi comes in to have a look at the CCTV. She had just been released my ECA one and she was feeling a bit anxious about the cameras.”

“Sure.” Harry said happily, so Emmet opened the door fully and stepped inside beckoning for me to follow. I stepped into the room cautiously. This room was white with a computer and six small LCD televisions each showing a room. They were named ECA 1A,1B. 2A, 2B. 3A, 3B, on the top right hand side and on the left there was either a blank box or a patient’s name. My eyes stopped on ECA 1, it had Mia written in the corner. I gulped a shiver trembling down my spine. I hated seeing it almost more from here then what I did when I was in there, It looked like a dog kennel. I breathed a sigh of relief that I was out of there, and then in the corner of ECA 3 I noticed a twitch of movement. There twisted up in the tiniest corner of the room was a ghost girl so tiny and small wearing pink pyjamas rocking back and forth. On the left corner of the screen, Arabella was written.