Mina meets the staff

The nurse was the one to speak up. "Donovan has stood here for 130 years. Its endured everything nature can throw at it, and was reinforced as a temporary hospital during the war in the 40's. This building could withstand a Japanese bombing run and not even have the bulbs flicker in the basement. Trust us when we say that no one gets in or out of this building that we don't want to; and if by some miracle they get through the doors then there is no way they are getting into the bomb shelter in the sub level. Relax."

Mina looked at her. She appeared to be in her late 30's with dark brown hair and smooth, pale skin. She had a classic beauty about her, aided no doubt by the old fashioned white nurse's outfit and the cat eye glasses she was wearing. The orderly offered Mina a weak smile as he handed her a small plastic cup with three pills in it and a glass of water. "What's this?" Mina asked, her brow furrowing.

"Well, if you must know, the big white pill is an antidepressant mixture that Dr Redburne has perfected." Mina watched as the lovely nurse took a deep breath and tried to hide the fear in her voice. "The two red pills are penicillin in case any of the patients from the boat..." she said, turning her head to avoid the girl's gaze. "...in case any of them were ill. Wouldn't want you to catch a fever." She held a clipboard and a pen, and was obviously eager to change the subject. Mina smiled bleakly as she swallowed the pills. She was sure that the pretty nurse was already imagining what would happen if the doors did give way...

"Alright, lets start with the questions so the doctor has something to work with. Your name, age, and address?" she asked as the orderly took her empty cup and glass of water. The pills were chalky and bitter in her mouth as she swallowed them.

"Wilhelmina, or "Mina", Moore. 18 years old. Sydney." she replied, wishing she had more than a blanket to wear. She answered what seemed like a hundred questions about her medical history, allergies, previous injuries, etc. The shadows seemed to deepen as the wind and rain hammered against the thick glass on the iron-barred window. She shook her head, trying to focus on the questions. Faint tracers entered her vision as the nurse's voice seemed to echo in her mind.

"Mina? Mina, are you listening? I asked you how many men sodomized you?" Mina looked up at the nurse to see her waiting with a horrible poker face and a poised pen. The orderly seemed to be much larger than she remembered. He was handsome and quiet with sandy blonde hair and an athletic body. He blushed badly as the question was asked, doing his best to appear to not be listening as he folded a set of white scrub pants before placing them beside her on the couch. Her head was swimming. She didn't know what the doctor put in his antidepressant, but it was working.

"I'm not sure. I was **** for a while. I'd say three or four from the first group. At least that many from the second, and the woman... so ten I'd guess." she remarked casually. "Probably more. The guards were **** a woman when I found them, and I awoke on a stranger's bed. They probably **** me too when I was out, so maybe 15? I don't know." she said with a shrug and a chuckle. She could hear a faint ringing in her ears, and flecks of light seemed to peel off of the lamp and float like dying embers in the air. "Probably why I'm not injured. They loosened me up before the second group got a hold of me. There are still women on that boat, by the way. Probably being fucked right now, big, greasy cocks filling them up, tongues and fingers..." she said, her gaze shifting to look at the ominous shipwreck impaled on Judgement Point.

"I think the medication is working, nurse. Shall I tell Dr Redburne the patient is ready for her exam?" the orderly said, his voice shifting from rapid fire words to slow, deep words that seemed to resound in slow motion. Something he said triggered something in her mind. She sat up, clutching the blanket around her.

"Wait, I'm not a patient! Capt Moore was my father. I always sailed with him in the summer..." she said, a sense of dread filling her. The nurse flipped a few pages down, and looked up at her.

"We'll get this sorted out, Mina; but right now I'm afraid you aren't listed on the crew manifest that we have on file. What's more, the patient manifest is still aboard the ship. I'm sorry, but we have **** but to assume you are a patient that endured a rather traumatic experience. We've got a nice room waiting for you until we can get this all cleared up once the storm lifts and we can verify with someone from the mainland."

Mina's mouth hung open as the powerful psychoactive **** sent her mind reeling. "...Besides," the nurse said, flipping to another page, "...its a little hard to believe they wouldn't have taken your virginity if you were the captain's daughter, even at the insistence of what you described as "A tall, split tongued shark man with two penises who can control your dreams" as you said when we first brought you in."

The nurse looked at her and saw the confusion on her face. "Ahh, I see. The first round of medication has left a blank spot in your memory. When you came in yesterday, you were screaming and crying, describing what, no doubt, was your mind's defense mechanism for what happened to you. You were talking about ancient cities and monstrous creatures lurking beneath the waves. We had to sedate you for your own protection as well as ours. Now then, shall we go see the Doctor?"