I saw as that lady, who's name I can't remember, left. A few minutes later a doctor came in to unchain me. "Hello George!" I smiled.
"Hello Carl..." He sighed as he unchained my leg and then left. I've never tried to escape (well never successfully did it), but they've never trusted me. I got up and went in my corner, like I usually did before they fed me. "That lady was pretty..." I mumbled. "I think her name was Violet..." I looked at John. "Was it?"
"Oh course!" I replied for him. I looked at the door as I heard it open. "C'mon, Carl, time for lunch..." George mumbled as he walked in with the usual-a pb&j with apple juice and orange slices. George was about to leave when I spoke up. "I can't eat, I have this stupid straight jacket on..." I mumbled. George groaned, he didn't know if it was wise to let me out of my straight jacket, but he did. Right as that thing was off of me, I bolted out the door (cause he left it open and I also took John). I bolted down the hallway as I heard sirens going off, I went to the one place they wouldn't check.
The attic.
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Vineyard Mental Asylum
HorrorDark clouds filled the sky, rain poured down.... The VY business just got done with there new mental asylum that was constructed over a hospital that was abandoned because of how bad there treatment was, but the city had only one hospital which was...
