chains

thousands of tiny little drums pitterpated in rhythm with each other, each so quiet no one seems to hear the individual. and each drum will only ever played once, and never be heard again. she listened to each individual drum and recognized them as they fell. some were left unnoticed, but you can only watch so many water droplets as they fall from the sky. she watched through the one little window in her room. it didn't have much of a view, but it was the only connection to the outside she had. she wished she had a way to open it and feel the droplets beat on her hand as they did with the rest of the world. she could hear voices walk closer to her little room and she focused all of her attention on the rain in attempt to escape her reality. she held her breath as the voices passed her room. she would have a little longer before the next operation. she went back to the music of the rain. there was still a vague memory left of what it was like to be out in the rain. the sky had turned grey and misty and seemed to be releasing all its held back emotions. she remembered the wetness the world had been enveloped in and the streams that were collected in the streets. a click signaled the opening of the door. she turned quickly and threw her back against the wall behind her trying to get away with no where to go. the doctor grabbed the chains on her wrist and she held back the tears of pain and followed as to suffer the lesser evil.