The Ambrose Asylum

Prologue

Original Date Written: 11/01/15

Original Date Published: 12/19/15

Original Date Edited: 10/5/22

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A/N: Sorry in advance for the errors and mistakes. I hope you enjoy the story.

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~~~AJ's POV~~~

I'll kill them, I thought to myself.

I was currently being transported to Cincinnati for mental treatment.

The US government saw me as a threat to the public, so they convicted me criminally insane and sent me on my merry way. 

One day, you simply burn down an entire neighborhood and set a few people on fire, and suddenly you're deemed mentally unstable and a danger to yourself and those around you.

I mean, how many times has that happened to you?

So where do they send the most fucked up cases in the world, well the one and only Ambrose Asylum, where only the craziest and truly insane reside. 

I myself am neither, I mean, I may not be completely sane, but I am NOT crazy.

I am on a small transportation bus, that has our hands and feet chained.

There were five of us total with seven guards, me myself being the only girl in the entire group.

The four male prisoners were big, but everyone was bigger than me. 

Two of the four guys were wearing sheep masks, one white and one black, which looked scary.

The third was a large man with a dirty t-shirt on, long black beard, and a crazy, distant look in his eyes, and the last one wore a hat, a Hawaiian shirt, and kept talking about a sister or something like that.

Now they all belong where we're going, but not me. 

We slowly pulled into a creepy, dark place, it was quite large. It had an ominous look and had a sign that read 'Welcome to the Ambrose Asylum, home for the mentally troubled.' 

What a nice welcome to such a beautiful place; note the sarcasm. (A/N: The picture above is the asylum, or imagine something else.) 

We were soon unchained, handcuffed, and escorted off the bus to our new home, I see they didn't trust anyone.

One guard walked with me and was rougher than he needed to be. 

The other six were with the four guys, and it still didn't seem enough, hell the one in the black mask looked like he could take all of them down if he wanted.

We were all brought through the front door after a buzzing sounded and into the main room, lobby, or whatever they called it.

The four guys and six guards turned to the left and disappeared down a hallway, while I was roughly pushed to the right and nearly fell, but did the woman at the front desk care, no she just going to watch this gorilla man of a guard abuse me.

No one saw as much of a threat, but they were wrong.

I plan on escaping this place.

I guess I was walking too slow, and he pushed again, only this time I fell.

The man just stood over me and said, "get up." 

"Fuck you," I told him, then he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up.