Asylum // Espinosa

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*16 Years Later*
*2016*

"Put him in the cell and lock him in. I don't won't to see his hideous face ever again."

"But sir, he split his head open. He has a nasty wound on his head."

"I don't care if the guy's puking up money. Throw him in the cell and let him suffer. What you put in this world comes back to you."

"Yes sir." The general smirked as the gaurd threw the man's body onto the cold cement floor of cell 268.

"This man will never see the light of day again as long as I'm part of the sequence." The general told the gaurd. The gaurd cuffed the man's foot to the ground of the room. Then he locked the cell doors and smiled at the general. "We finally did it General, we have finally captured Matthew Espinosa."

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*Matthew's P.O.V.*

The cold air that brushed against my face woke me up from my deep slumber. I sat up to see I was sitting in a dark room. The room was was all cement other than the door which was iron and a little slot through the door. To the left and right of me through the walls was the same slot, though it was a bit bigger.

Where am I?

Am I dead?

"Hello?" I yelled walking towards the door. As I was about to reach the door, a chain around my ankle pulled me to a stop. The chain dug deep into my skin causing me to bleed. I let out a groan due to the agonizing pain it had caused to my left leg.

"Is anyone out here? Where am I?" I yelled trying to break off the chain.

"Hello?" Someone called back.

"Who's there?" I asked looking for my gun. I'm not going through this, not if they're going to try to kill me.

Where is my gun? They must have taken it from me. They stole my gun!

"YOU TOOK MY GUN." I yelled kicking the wall their voice was coming from with my unchained leg.

"Yo dude, calm down. I haven't seen the light of day for 5 years, let alone a gun. I wish I had though, I'd be dead by now."

"Shutup will you? I didn't ask for an autobiography, I asked where you put my gun." I huffed.

"Oh I see, you're confused. 268 is confused, Lexi. He thinks I took his gun." I rolled my eyes as I walked over to the hole in the wall.

There was a girl about my age standing by the hole on the other side of the wall. All I could see was that she was a dark brunette.

"Sophia, I don't think he wants to be called confused. I think he just wants his gun." The Lexi girl replies to the brunette who's apparently named Sophia.

"Where the hell am I?" I ask trying to break the bars between Sophia and I's room.

"You're at Fou. You know, the insane asylum." Lexi chuckled, her voice just barely low enough for me to hear.