Jack's POV
A loud beep signalled a door opening. It woke me from my sleep. I looked around. The asylum logo on the jump suit. Different. Oh, yeah, I moved. I stood up and straightened my sheets, noticing the two patches of dry blood on my pillow. My nervous reaction, I dig my nails in my palms. That tells me I had a nightmare. I walked out, raising my arms as I new they'd do a pat down.
"You realise I'm in there alone and the last pat down, I had nothing! What am I going to do? Freeze and sharpen a piece of shit!" I yelled. The guard chuckled.
"You never know..." He said. He tightened some cuffs around my wrists and escorted me to a rather new room that I've only seen once....
Mark's POV
I walked into the office.
"I assume your Mark Fischbach?" The women said.
"Yes!" I said. She escorted me into the room. A patient sat there.
"He's cuffed to the table, he can't harm you!" She said.
"I mean, I could... but I don't want to!" Said the patient. I looked him up and down. Green hair. Blue eyes that were oceans of madness.
"I'm Mark Fischbach!" I said
"Jack..." he said.
My office: 9:30
Jack was just escorted. I heard the guards. The door opened. Jack sat in the chair. A guard attached the cuffs to the leg of my desk.
"You gunna say anything?" he said.
"You see, you expected me to ask what are your symptoms? Why are you in here? It's all answered here... but I want to hear you say it!" I said.
"Voices, hallucinations but... I know they're fake! I can function. I had a job!" He said. Well... how interesting
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FanfictionMark... normal... common, yet he doesn't think that. Why? Well he was a doctor, in a mental asylum. Why does that make him weird? He liked the patients, the psychos. He found them intriguing. Sean... Jack... Insane, but is he? He thinks he's sane! H...
