Chapter 1

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(Pic: of the asylum)

Tony's POV:

Have you wondered why people judge other people? I have. I've been judged for most of my life. My father judged me because I wasn't the "Jock" or "strong guy" in the family. My mother judged me because I wasn't as perfect as my other relatives. And my whole family judged me because I am gay. I was never good enough so one day I was going to give up, until a little voice told me "don't give up just yet, give them what they deserve...pain." I listened. So when they fell asleep I grabbed the gun in my dads drawer then fired 4 bullets into each of their heads. I remember everything, the iron smell of the blood, the brain matter...I even remember how the voice told me I did an amazing job... But a week later they found me and put me in here. Probably shouldn't have told the old lady in the neighborhood that they all died.They aren't even kind enough to call me my name. They call me "Patient #634" or just 643.  I hate it here. I'm always in my room. This patted cell isn't calming it's nerv-wrecking. I'm always in here because I murdered about...maybe 3-4 people in here. It's not my fault. I warned them but they didn't listen...they never listen. The voice told me to do it or else he would never leave me alone...I believed him. But every single time after the kill...he.Never.Leaves. So I guess I'm just gonna be rotting in this cell, alone. Well I do have my voice with me...

Mike's POV:

"Mom why do I have to do this? Isn't there any other job?" I yell from the other room. My mom's friend told my mom I should just work at a mental asylum for the summer so I could save up. "I don't care, you need this job, plus you need to learn responsibility and this job will help." She said pushing me out the door and into my car. "And remember" she said from my car window,"No flirting with all the boys and girls,mijo." She then smiled and it made me smirk. I then yelled I'll try then drove to the asylum. When I got there it had a creepy vibe. Kinda like American horror story. I slowly entered and was immediately greeted by a girl with half red, half black hair screaming the word stop. She on her white straight jacket it said the name "Ashley C." She almost made her way out the door but a guy who looked around my age stopped her. He grabbed her and gave her to a very large man. He then looked at me and I examined him. Greenish-Blue eyes, raven hair, and a soft voice. I then realized that he was speaking and I snapped out of it.

"I'm sorry what was that?" He smiled and waved, " I'm Kellin, Kellin Bostwick." He then took me to a room and told me and showed me everything I needed to know. He even told me why he was there. After about an hour I heard another scream but this time from a guy. I followed the yell and it led me to a room. I knew I shouldn't open it so I didn't, but I did hear someone else in there. Maybe another patient. I just walked away when I bumped into Kellin again. He looked at me like he felt sorry for me.

"What's wrong?" I asked. He took me to another room and sat me down. I looked at him the whole time. " I have some...news. You're going to be in charge of one of the most craziest people here." I got wide eyed and asked him who. He looked at the ground,"A guy named Tony Perry. He killed his family. He hears voices and he's killed 4 workers here." I admit I was scared as hell. But I'm not gonna let him stop me. I got up and asked him where the guy's room is. He looked at me like I needed to be in here myself. He said he'd and showed me the room. He then gave me the key and said good luck. I slowly walked to the room he was in and knocked on the door which only led to getting another knock from the other side. I unlocked the door and my eyes were fascinated. He was perfect. He then looked at me with a scared but also crazed look.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Perry. My name is Mike."

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