PROLOGUE

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Oh people call me many things, yes many things indeed. Sarcastic, Narcissistic, Asshole, Dick, Queen of Madness, and only one has called me Brilliant. Bloody Brilliant. How sweet. It was my aunt after I figured out what her plan was for the entire town. The name fitted me swell for quite a long time. Well for quite some time anyway. Until my aunt locked me in this cool-cool four walled white padded cell with a heavy, steel and cold blue door and swallowed the key.

Though in this building for four long years, I've adapted some friends, and they're all on the inside. Oh yes. No not on the inside of this asylum, I'm not that crazy haha. I'm talking about the many of voices in my head. I have plenty, but not many. There's Von and Zina. They don't talk too much, oh but when they do...

"Sebastian."

That's my name I was given here. "Sebastian00582." I hear them call me. A boy's name, considering that's what I was made to look like. I pick up my head slowly and bang it gently off the padded wall behind me. "Sebastian, it's time for your pill and you're apparently being released." The pretty brunette woman says. I swing my head around and around.

I'm not as crazy as people say.

I'm just more brilliant than people think.

And I'm prepared...to reveal said brilliance.


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