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They carried me on a dolly in much the fashion of Hannibal Lector in Silence of the Lambs, except I had no Clarice I heard Dr. B. Liggerant talking to Dr. Daemon the little snatches I could hear:
"Patient suffered a mental break two years ago, has been mine for four, has been doped, drugged and even roleplaying simula-" that was Dr Liggerant, I knew his docile tone, kind man really but he didn't understand what I was; nobody could
"I don't care about what you've been doing in your soft hands" Dr. Daemon, her voice sounded on edge as if she might belong in the asylum rather than in charge of it "What, is your diagnosis and why are you sending him here?"
Dr. B flipped through something, I knew in my mind it was paper but I saw blades and I heard the voices saying
Going to cut you!
Going to eat you!
I was struggling to escape when Dr Daemon plunged the sweet nectar of sedatives in my neck I blacked out.

When I woke up again, I was in a room but I couldn't call it a room, the room seemed to bleed and had a thousand crosses on the wall I tried to touch one but fell right through it, onto the floor. I got up again just in time to see a ghostly apparition, "fuck what is this place?!"
There was a knock on the door "It's your room 285 enjoy it"
Somehow I think I wouldn't be
I sat in the corner in a bloodstain that I saw. Good god this wasn't the way I wanted it to end. Or at least I hoped it wouldn't end this way
A voice giggled in my head "Of course it will Sillly!"

Description
They carried me on a dolly in much the fashion of Hannibal Lector in Silence of the Lambs, except I had no Clarice I heard Dr. B. Liggerant talking to Dr. Daemon the little snatches I could hear:
"Patient suffered a mental break two years ago, has been mine for four, has been doped, drugged and even roleplaying simula-" that was Dr Liggerant, I knew his docile tone, kind man really but he didn't understand what I was; nobody could
"I don't care about what you've been doing in your soft hands" Dr. Daemon, her voice sounded on edge as if she might belong in the asylum rather than in charge of it "What, is your diagnosis and why are you sending him here?"
Dr. B flipped through something, I knew in my mind it was paper but I saw blades and I heard the voices saying
Going to cut you!
Going to eat you!
I was struggling to escape when Dr Daemon plunged the sweet nectar of sedatives in my neck I blacked out.

When I woke up again, I was in a room but I couldn't call it a room, the room seemed to bleed and had a thousand crosses on the wall I tried to touch one but fell right through it, onto the floor. I got up again just in time to see a ghostly apparition, "fuck what is this place?!"
There was a knock on the door "It's your room 285 enjoy it"
Somehow I think I wouldn't be
I sat in the corner in a bloodstain that I saw. Good god this wasn't the way I wanted it to end. Or at least I hoped it wouldn't end this way
A voice giggled in my head "Of course it will Sillly!"