Twisted Asylum

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The long awaited POV of Moon has arrived!

Just for a quick reminder, Moon is one of Yuu's old patients, specifically one of the murderous ones.

Also, this chapter gets pretty intense, so viewer discretion is advised!! You've been warned.
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-- Name : Moon. (Unknown last name, no record of any family.)

-- Age: 17

-- Disorders: Tourette's Disorder, Mania, Conduct Disorder, cannibalistic, ADHD, Hyper aggression (Trigger happy).

-- Patient was admitted to the asylum by the police. According to their records, he was found in an alleyway ripping apart a mutilated corpse.

Once he was delivered to the police station, he managed to mutilate himself somehow, sewing a very large button over his right eye. No one knows why he did this, nor do they know where he even got the button.

-- Warnings: Do NOT let him out of his jacket. Don't leave him alone if the door is unlocked.

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Moon's POV

Ugh... It's so hot in this stupid room..

Stupid director Crowley and his shitty cheapskate habits, doesn't even pay for working air conditioning. "Tk. Tk tk." My head jerks slightly.

I twitch, squirming around in the stupid straight jacket the enforcers put me in.

Glad I jabbed their fucking eyes, they were assholes.

Speaking of assholes, pretty sure Yuu got swapped around. Jasmine came to me fucking hysterical, poor thing.

And if Jasmine doesn't like them, I'm gonna pop a blood vessel.

Suddenly, the door to my cell opened, some random doctor stepping in.

My head rolls to look at them, my good eye flicking over their form.

She saunters into the room, looking at me with a grimace. "Eugh.. what's with your face?"

I scoff, moving to sit up. "What's with your trashy ass uniform? I thought you doctors were meant to be professional."

Her eyes widen in offence, as she crosses her arms. "Well, aren't you smart?" She steps closer, looking angry.

"Yeah, I am actually. Apparently more than you, because it looks like you've been forgetting to button up your shitty shirt-"

Her hand makes contact with my cheek, causing me to stumble back. "You brat! You do not talk to me that way, got it?!"

I lay stunned on the bed, staring up at her.

"I've had such a long day, and you're not making it any better! Do you even understand me?!" The doctor yells, causing me to twitch.

"You're just a disobedient fucking child! Oh, and I bet Yuu treated you so well!" They say in a tone full of spite. "Well, don't expect that from me! I'll hit you harder if I have to-"

"Y- TK- You fucking Bitch!" I say  angrily, twisting myself to stand up and launching at the doctor.

Her face contorted into fear, a scream escaping her as she bolted to the door.

I chase close behind her, my teeth clamping down on the back of her shirt and tugging, attempting to pull her back. My arms were bound, I worked with what I've got.

"No, let go!" She says in a voice full of fear, struggling. And of course, her screams attracted the attention of the guards.

Before they could pull me off of her, I slammed my bound elbow into her face, causing her to scream loudly.

"Shut your fucking mouth-!" I feel multiple guards grab ahold of me, pulling me away roughly and pinning me to the floor.

"No- let me at her! Fucking- UGH!"

The doctor cried pitifully to one of the guards, claiming I 'attacked her without warning.'

"Wh- She fucking slapped me! She deserved this!" I cry out in defiance, before my head is pinned to the floor and a sedative is injected into my neck.

It doesn't take long before my vision blurs. "There has to be... Cameras.. she hit... Me..."

There has to be security footage. Right..?