Ayuna is escorted to a room on the other side of the asylum. The walk is quiet. Apparently, her disruption has caused her to have more guards to accompany her since she is 'unpredictable'.
She can feel the issues heading her way at full speed, she knows something is going to happen. She breaths in and out for a few seconds, she looks ahead at the black door that enters her view. 'Doctor Zune' it reads on the door. She sighs, she can already tell this doctor will be annoying.
The guard on her left opens the door, she walks in. Greeted by, again, bare walls. A few chairs are in a circle and are in the middle of the room. A desk on the far wall faces the entrance and is stacked with papers. A doctor is sitting there, his face in a book. He looks up to the group that entered and he smiles. His eyes crinkle at the ends and his glasses move up his nose. He has blonde hair and brown eyes.
He stands, walking around the table, and goes up to his new patient. "Hi, Ayuna is it? I'm Dr. Zune. I will be here to help you in any way that I can, I also want to inform you that we will be accompanied by a few others. They are also new here, this will be almost like a therapy group." He speaks slowly as if he is talking to a child. Ayuna just walks away to a chair, one farthest from the door.
She plays with the restraints on her hands. Her eyes focused on the doctor as he speaks with the guards. The guards leave she is left with Dr. Zune, who turns towards her with a smile. He sits down across from her and he folds his ankles. He looks at his watch, "They will be here any minute."
Just as he said that the door opens again and a group of people, who are familiar, enter. A tall man with a hockey mask walks over. He makes no sound that is noticeable to the human ear. He stands at least 6'5. Ayuna hears his heart, steady as it could get. She frowns. Another tall man, probably the tallest she's seen enters behind. Around 6'8, his face is decorated with a whitish mask. Brown hair on top. His muscle protrudes from his great shirt and sweatpants.
A burnt, crispy-looking dude comes next, his head has a fedora on top. His hand is covered with a glove and knives for fingers. Behind is a doll with red hair, in child-looking overalls and has red scars all along his face. He has blue piercing eyes.
A tall man around the height of 6'2 enters, he has brownish-blonde hair, green eyes, and is fairly normal looking. He seems to be in his later 30's. Another male comes to view, a porcelain mask, green shirt, and is skinny. He has brown hair.
A man with another person's face as a mask enters, he is also tall and is considered scary. He sits down and crosses his leg.
Ayuna scowls when the last person joins them, and of course, it's her least favorite person here. He seems to notice Ayuna and he smiles widely.
"Would you look at that, looks like meet again." His eyes held amusement, a little too soon. In fact, way too soon.'
She huffs and looks away, all of them were in some kind of restraint. The doctor clears his throat and smiles at the killers in the room. "Hello there, I'm your new doctor. As I've already told Ayuna here, I am Zune, or rather Dr. Zune. I will be here to help you-", He is cut off by a certainly burnt nugget, "Help? I don't need help, rather you do fucktard, where are all the guards. Seems to me you trust us too much," He laughs, his raspy voice entering the groups' ears.
"Glad you asked that, if you haven't noticed this room is isolated. So it means guards line the room, from the outside. It gives us privacy since I'm sure most of you guys want your stuff private."
Ayuna yawns, her yawn gaining a few glances. The doctor looks over at her before continuing on his rant. "So today we will be starting by saying our names and saying one thing about ourselves."
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Silent Terror
أدب الهواةShe's a quiet killer, so soundless, so... forgettable. She's moved to an asylum with killers just as scary as her. Some as quiet and others loud, but still deadly. . . . OC x Slashers All rights reserved. Slashers belong to their OG owners. I onl...