Dear Charlie,
Sometimes I wonder who is madder – the patients or the doctors. A better question, perhaps, would be who is more evil? Of all the patients I've seen in this godforsaken place, only some are deranged. And yet these men of science, these monsters, who have been sent here to scrub out the insanity have they themselves been coated in it.
And I worry for you, Charlie. If your new prison shares any similarity with mine, I know you are in pain. Hold tight. I promise I will get you out. I just need a little more time.
Please remember how much I love you.
Forever yours,
Tommy
© A.G. Travers 2016
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Burnington Asylum
Horror"The asylum was not a place where madmen went to become sane; it was a place where sane men went to become mad." The year is 1952, and Thomas Wright has been committed to Burnington Asylum. The reason? He fell in love with a man. Determined to escap...
