Roses And Torns

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Arkham asylum; the place where Dr. Clara McNeill had found an internship , some terrifying but she never had expected to find her dream man in such a broken soul.

"This is chaos and I am your agent"
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Holy shit here I go again; As I strolled down the all too familiar Halls clutching to my note and files, I got a weird feeling about today. Walking past all the cell doors made me petrified once again and I haven't felt like that since my first day two years ago. I felt like I was a first year starting on her first day of secondary school , I felt out of place.

I chose to ignore these feelings as I walked almost ran down the long , dull hall to my office at the end, my heals clicked with every step I took, it was music to my ears. Something so simple such as a foot tapping off the ground soothes my anxiety and worries. Dr. Jonathon crane had rang me a fortnight ago to inform me of a well known inmate who had been my patient before he escaped would make his grand arrival back to lurk the gloomy cell 0801 once again.

I will admit I am quite worried to be under the same roof as the self proclaimed "clown prince of crime" let alone be working with the mad man again. I didn't sleep for a week once and all he did was smile with that spine-tingling grin.

'Come on Clara you are the head of the psychiatric team in the most notorious asylum, you once got killer croc himself to calm down, a psychotic clown won't do anything'

I just hope this doesn't cause Chaos.

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