It was 12:35 in the afternoon but my hand was not holding the knife steadily, getting a sneak peek of my friends enjoying the game was not in my to do list.
Hey bro, why you taking so long - said Dustin who was always hungry for food
Take this - handed the knife to him and left
I'm a maniac, those thoughts would not leave me even if I wanted to. My therapy appointment was only a few days away.
- Guys I think Dave is having a relapse, when is his appointment? -
- He doesn't need that, therapy is for crazy people -
- Should everyone seek professional help for like everything -
- Yeah, getting a stranger with phd tell you what to do is useless without actions -
- Okay let's be supportive and hold him accountable -
The room was silent when I entered and said :
- I am going to kill my patient -
All of them them were to stunned to speak, gave each others side looks and jumped on me. Next I know, I was wearing a white jacket with belts on it. A guy in a coat in front of me asking me about my childhood.
- Sir, if you don't want to talk that's fine, we are going to monitor your every move until we see progress, as if today, goodnight. -
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The medical lie
Mystery / ThrillerFour medical friends life's turns upside down when one of them dies and they start receiving strange messages from someone named k.
