Twisted Asylum

Picked clean

This chapter is for the last of Yuu's old patients!

Ruthien Moro ✨✨✨

I hope y'all enjoy, because Diasomnia is next!!!

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-- Name : Ruthien Kain Moro

-- Age: 19

-- Disorders: Cyclothymia, Paranoid Schizophrenia, Misophonia, Trichotillomania.

-- Patient was found in the alleyway behind the asylum, digging through the dumpsters. When guards came to make sure he was okay, he attacked them with the vials and empty needles he found in the trash.

-- Warnings: Do not bring any radios, speakers or broadcast devices into his cell. Do not touch him, unless he asks you to. Don't make any movements that make excessive noise, or make any noises that are repetitive or 'annoying.'

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Ruth's POV

"I still don't get why you haven't been seen by them yet, Ruth." Lyf remarked casually, drumming his fingers against his thigh.

"I know, it's weird. From how you told me she sped through the time she was meant to interview you, I'm honestly kinda glad." I respond with a chuckle, scratching at my neck gently.

Lyf chuckled at my remark, Cress wriggling in place behind him.

Across the table from me, Fern listened in raising an eyebrow as his antennae twitched. "You... Didn't have... Substitute?"

I turn to him, raising an eyebrow. "A substitute doctor? Nope, no one showed up to even check on me today." I shrug.

"What's going on..?" A soft voice piped up, as Jasmine sat down at the table next to Fern.

"Oh, Ruth was lucky enough for Aren to skip them." Lyf says dryly, Cress nodded along.

Jasmine tensed slightly. "Oh... Lucky, they aren't very nice." Jasmine whispered, as Fern tilted his head.

As Fern was asking Jasmine if she was okay, I looked around the room.

... Moon usually wasn't this late. I know he likes to loiter, but this is just strange.

"... Do you guys know where Moon is? He's usually here by now." I turn back to the group.

Lyf grimaced, as Cress perked up. "Did we not tell you? He got put into confinement for a few days."

The radio in the corner let out a screech of static, before short circuiting turning off.

The sound made Fern flinch aggressively.

"... Sorry? What the fuck? What happened?" I say in a slightly panicked tone.

"He attacked Aren." Cress stated, his freaky smile widening.

".. She did something. I know it."

"I think we all know that he didn't just randomly attack her..."