Addie’s Life aka Rayven Lakehurst Asylum


Addie’s Life [Rayven Lakehurst Asylum]

By: E.A. Addams

Rated: R

Main Characters: Adelaide Hastings, Stella Harper, Mae Jameson, Allis Collins, Sophie Springer, Madame Deloris Stringer-King, Dr. Silas Stringer, Dr. Felix Arlington, Elliot Dorsey

Additional Characters: Everett Conrad, Viktor Camden, Emil Parker & various other girls and boys and staff of the hospital

“Calling it lunacy makes it easier to explain away the things we do not understand.” – Unknown

June 10th, 1931

Dear Diary,

The darkness closed in from all directions as med in white coats stalked the halls. Thy were there to make sure you stayed where you were put; and if you didn’t, they would unceremoniously put you back and make you stay by any means deemed necessary.

Screams pierced the darkness, I could only imagine the things that were happening in the very bowels of the asylum.

The asylum was divided up into two wings with two floors each. For the men, there was the West Wing for the ‘normal’ lunatics and the East Wing for the criminally insane. The North Wing was where they stuffed the female patients; those that did not conform or those that on occasion really did belong here for whatever reason.

My name is Adelaide Hastings and this is my attempt at staying sane and alive in this place. I am 17 years old, and my family put me here because they think I’ve done made because I once killed a man who tried to rape me. I have been here for 5 months and have endured things no one should. This place was a hold over from the Victorian asylums. The Victorian era was a time when bad things happened to you if you did not fit into the ‘normal’ way of being. This place, Rayven Lakehurst Asylum, is by far worse than anything I could ever imagine.

This place is evil, there is a darkness here and so much pain. The experiments on the patients go on day in and day out; and it is worse than anything you could dream up in your worse nightmare.

June 12th, 1931

Dear Diary,

Things have not gotten better here. The darkness still closes in during the night, and during the day the brightness that comes through our letterbox cell windows was so blinding that our eyes could not adjust to it. It was like some kind of waking nightmare, we always had to be aware, and we took turns sleeping; someone was always watching out for us.

Despite myself, I had become friends or some would say sisters with the other girls that were here with me. Daily we try and ward off those who keep us changed in this cell; some in a proverbial chain and some in a very literal sense of the word. Caged like wild animals and treated no better. The torture took place night and day, but when the darkness crept in, a new form of torture took place. The Ward Demons, as we called the white coats, that stalked the halls they prayed on the women here to sate their ‘needs’. Then there were the doctors and their needs, some of them fulfilled sexual needs with our bodies and others fulfilled the desire to move ahead scientifically by means of our bodies and the experiments they worked on us. How can you live in peace and not be expected to go at least a little mad when you know each day it will be a whole new hell for at least a few of us.

I moved from the makeshift bed that was against the wall and moved across the cell to where sweet Sophie was chained, literally, to a wall. Leather shackles tied her to the wall by means of strapping her across the forehead, chest and arms, abdomen and her lower arms [her arms were strapped tightly to her side], her thighs and her ankles. I could see the tears streaming down her face as she cried. She looked so tired and scared; and I spoke to her in the softest of tones, hoping no one else would hear and come in and do the same to me. Sophie was the sweet, innocent girl, but liked to read and was in part educated by her mother she was the smart girl — but when she was betrothed, the man that was to take her and marry her found this out and had her committed because she was not like the other women. Sophie had always been a ray of light in the darkest times here, she had been my support and my inspiration to keep going; now she was tied like a rabid dog to the stone wall because she shunned the advances of one of the Demons. It pained me deeply to see her like this and not be able to help her. I kissed the tears away lightly and told her that things would get better, even though I knew in my heart that they never would, and we would all probably die here in this horrid place.