Hellsling Asylum

"you're going to die."

March, 20 1960

This place is a joke, from what I’ve seen so far I nearly died in the hands of a mad women. She ran at me with a piece of glass!! do they not have the proper restatement for the the sicker ones. So far I'm not liking this place. I'll give it a chance I gusse.

    I closed my notebook and set my pen on top, I made my way to the rest room I needed to splash

Some cool water on my face I felt just flustered. The door squealed as I opened it dose everything make a damn noise in the place.

    The bathroom was pretty small, they was a small porcelain toilet with a matching tub and sink, it looked pretty new so that was a plus I could piss in peace with out worrying I'll catch something. I checked my face in the small mirror that hung just above the small sink, my pale blue eyes stared back at me I turned on the cool water and leaned down and splashed my face a couple times, I felt around for a towel and I found one hanging on the side of the sink I stood back up and dried my face I hung the towel back on the rack and looked into the mirror.

    Behind me stood the women from down stairs, she still had on the blood stained dress her dirty hair hung in front of her face she pointed at me and snarled, “You're going to die.” she threw her had back and cackled I spun around ready to pin her down if I needed to but there was nobody there, I ran into the room still no one, I looked under the bed I found nothing.

    I shook away the image of the women and made my was so sister Alivia's office.