Mental Asylum

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Mental Asylum

You groan as the lady went over the instructions again. Of course you knew why because the patient who medicine you have to give every 4 hours was dangerous. His name was August Alsina.

After finding out what his was in the Mental Asylum for you almost didn't accept the job but you really needed the money. He is a serial rapists. That's right a serial rapist. You never even heard of it until now.

After she finished she gave you the syringe and the medicine. "Come back after giving the medicine to him to give the supply box of his medicine." She said. "Umm what happened to the lady who worked with him before me?" You asked curiously." You are dismissed." She said .You nodded exiting the office before head towards his room. You read the numbers on the door before getting to his room number.

Room Number 156

You was nervous and scared. Like who in their right minds wouldn't be. You slowly opened the door and you looked into the white room.There was an man with wild curly hair and lots of tattoos sitting in the middle of the room staring at you.

You slowly walked towards him with the medicine. When you got to him and was observing you. "Your lips." He said shocking you with how heavy his accent is. The reminder of not speaking to him was in your head so you stayed quiet while you sat in front of him and prepared the syringe.

"I can just imagine the sound of you screaming me to stop." He said with a evil grin coming on his face. You tried so hard to tune out his words.

"Just imagine you out of that beautiful dress then ripping it off to show ya' beautiful body. Then the look on ya' face that shows true terror as I-"

"Stop!!!" You shouted before stabbing him with the the needle in his arm making him wince in pain. You took it out and put every back before standing up to leave.

"See ya' again beautiful." He said before letting out a laugh as you hurried out of the room not once looking back.

Author-I'm curious about the nurse before you aren't you?

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