A New Take On A Wizard's Tale

The End

The headmaster snuck up behind her, he held a cloth in front of her face, and as she breathed in the gas on the cloth she fell to the ground in a limp heap. They locked her up in the bloodstained insane person's room once more. This time they pumped her so full of drugs her will was not her own, her motions were fake.

Her physical state began to deteriorate, almost as far gone as her mind. Her skin was turning gray and slimy, her skin was cold to the touch, a skin like film was developing over her eyes, leaving her blind, but she could tell when someone was near. The emotions and thoughts of a person rang out in her head, telling her what she had to do, screaming at her once more with cruel commands. Her height doubled, and her hands grew twisted and scabbed over.

One unfortunate nurse walked in one day to give Guen her medicine. Guen faced the nurse with hollow eyes, and began to extract her soul. She left her limp, emotionless body on the ground and tore free of the strait jacket she had worn for so long. Guen stealthily made her way to the bleak forest behind the establishment, waiting for wretched souls to make their way to her on a lonely night...