Wolfsrain123
Hell's Angel
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Blackthorn Asylum - Welcome to the mad house!
Ivan walked back into his cell after a long day of therapy after therapy session. They tried to find the cause of his schizophrenia but after he's been here for six months, they still haven't found anything. He was tired of this. He hasn't turned into his other self in a while. For all he knew, it could have been all an illusion to him. Maybe he wasn't schizophrenic. He was on so many medicines though. So many that it was hard to be sure what was real anymore. He couldn't wait till lunch. He hated this cell. He laid on the cold, hard bed that made him feel even more left out from the rest of the world. He couldn't even remember what the date was anymore. It was then that part of him seemed to shut down. He stood up and smirked. He looked through the window of the steel door and saw a guard walk past him through the bars of the window. He said "hey. Why don't you let me out? I'll be a good boy from now on." The guard shook his head and said "sorry, prisoner. No one comes in or out of here. Especially you. You are scheduled to stay here for the rest of your life or until you are fully cured." Ivan started to laugh coldly. It was like it wasn't him anymore. "I am cured though!" The doctor shook his head once again and Ivan screamed "you bloody monster! Let me out or I'll cut you into pieces." His voice was very low, and husky unlike his usual elegant voice that seemed to sooth people as he spoke. The guard stood back, knowing the change and he ran off to get a doctor. "You coward! Get back here!" He started to slam his fist against the door, screaming in frustration. Finally some doctors came running into his cell and he fought against them but they held him down. They stuck him with a needle and he slowly calmed down and soon fell asleep as the drug started to kick in. They sighed with relief and left him alone to sleep.
Blackthorn Asylum - Welcome to the mad house!
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Dementia, horrific delusions, psychotic paranoia, violent sociopathic behaviour... these are but a few of the torments that plague the wretched souls confined within these walls. And though modern science has discovered ways to rationalize and treat certain mental disorders, there are still some extreme cases that defy explanation or cure.
During your visit, you shall bear witness to shocking depravities of the human mind as well as monstrous abnormalities...
Ivan walked back into his cell after a long day of therapy after therapy session. They tried to find the cause of his schizophrenia but after he's been here for six months, they still haven't found anything. He was tired of this. He hasn't turned into his other self in a while. For all he knew, it could have been all an illusion to him. Maybe he wasn't schizophrenic. He was on so many medicines though. So many that it was hard to be sure what was real anymore. He couldn't wait till lunch. He hated this cell. He laid on the cold, hard bed that made him feel even more left out from the rest of the world. He couldn't even remember what the date was anymore. It was then that part of him seemed to shut down. He stood up and smirked. He looked through the window of the steel door and saw a guard walk past him through the bars of the window. He said "hey. Why don't you let me out? I'll be a good boy from now on." The guard shook his head and said "sorry, prisoner. No one comes in or out of here. Especially you. You are scheduled to stay here for the rest of your life or until you are fully cured." Ivan started to laugh coldly. It was like it wasn't him anymore. "I am cured though!" The doctor shook his head once again and Ivan screamed "you bloody monster! Let me out or I'll cut you into pieces." His voice was very low, and husky unlike his usual elegant voice that seemed to sooth people as he spoke. The guard stood back, knowing the change and he ran off to get a doctor. "You coward! Get back here!" He started to slam his fist against the door, screaming in frustration. Finally some doctors came running into his cell and he fought against them but they held him down. They stuck him with a needle and he slowly calmed down and soon fell asleep as the drug started to kick in. They sighed with relief and left him alone to sleep.