The Woods of the dead Asylum

Introduction

Long time ago at The Woods of the Dead

The rain was pouring like that was the last chance she had to let go of the water. I shivered, long time I haven't seen anything but those white walls. The wind started to pick up the pace. I shivered again in my poor clothing for this kind of weather because you weren't supposed to get out I closed my eyes and try to ignore the voice that got me here in the first place.

They weren't helping you, they didn't care about you just the money that your family gave them... or should I say, the money that they take from your dead family. I snarled at the voice "Shut the hell up!" I looked at the forest for a moment trying to calm myself down, I realized with panic I was gripping a knife.

Except the small detail was that it was covered in blood. I stopped breathing. I closed my eyes and counted to 10. I looked down to the bloody knife was now replaced by the ax I grabbed on my way. I started breathing again. You can't run from the past, you know.
I let a tear fall down from my eyes and I screamed as loud as I could, I fell down to my knees gripping the earth with my bloody hands and I looked up they were there, dead like the last time I saw them. You did this to them, you're a monster. I chocked on my tears as I remembered, that fatal night. You remember, don't you? How good it felt to kill them one by one. I shivered as I felt my control fade from my mind and body. The sweet screams. The warm blood running down your hands. You loved the feeling, didn't you?. "I don't know" I said trembling, the cold was getting to my bones. That sickening feeling that someone's choking me came back. I heard screams.

I looked up there were around 200 persons watching me horrified until a man said with a voice that sounded painfully close to the one hunting and ruining my life "What the hell are you doing here freak? Aren't you supposed to be in that psycho-house? You don't belong here, get out" he said in a calm voice. I didn't realize he was in front of me know "Freaks are not allowed here, go back to your psycho-family, unless" he smirked his eyes know gone dark, full of evil and selfishness and a drive to hurt anything. "You killed them" he whispered.

I snapped. The control that I had faded completely. I know followed the voice like in that night. They don't care. My eyes now dark, with revenge, rage and you could say I was insane. The man scared tried to back up away from me. I smiled. "Too late" I raised the ax and I started hitting him senseless until he was dead. You love the feeling, don't you?. "Yes, yes I do" I turned to see the people frozen in fear "Oh how I love this feeling" and kept going until no one was left standing apart from me. Let's thank, the doctors for there great help. "That's a great idea" I started laughing. My eyes by now were dark as the night with nothing but bad intentions.

Remember the eyes are the door to the soul, and because of that, there your true intentions are reflected to the world.