(??? P.O.V.)
It was late into the afternoon when I was making my way back home. As I was nearing my house, I saw a poster on a lamp post out of the corner of my eyes. Normally I would walk past posters, advertisements, and other small things like that, but this has caught my attention. People were crowding around this poster, murmuring about something. I walk up to the crowd, pushing them aside, and eventually make my way to the front.
On the poster was the following:
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The Asylum
A place for the mentally ill and insane.
A place to reform them and make them a part of society again.
If you know anyone who may be ill or insane, please call this number
xxx-xxx-xxxx
🌐
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"Looks like I'll be going there soon," I said out loud. Everyone looks at me. Some were scared, some were concerned, others were confused, etc.
"I'm joking," I said, even though I'm not for the most part.
"Oh, okay."
"I was worried for a second."
"Don't joke about that," are some of the things they say.
These people sure are annoying. Not only that, but they're also idiots. So easy to mess with them.
I continue my way back home. Unfortunately, the quickest way was blocked off for construction so I had to go through a dark alleyway. It was annoying since it would take at least ten minutes to get home going this way, but there wasn't much I could do.
I was about halfway through the alleyway when someone strikes me from behind. "What the hell!?" I yelled as I turned around to see my attacker.
I fight back and quickly take them out. I'm not getting killed today.
Just then, more people came arrived.
"What the fuck? Get the hell away from me!"
I managed to make an opening for myself to get away from all these people and ran. I thought I was gonna be safe, but I was wrong. Dead wrong. Right ahead of me were more people.
How many are there? Why do they want me so badly?!
I noticed something one of these creeps were wearing. It looked like a badge. I take a look at the supposed badge they were wearing. It looked familiar. I soon realized that they were a part of The Asylum. They're here to take me to The Asylum.
Dammit! Did one of those people really call them on me? Fuck! Should've kept my mouth shut.
I kept fighting back, hoping I could make another opening and run. I wasn't going to let them take me.
Just need to hold out a bit longer and I should be scot-free.
Just as I had made an opening for myself, I felt something sting, and then everything went black.
(End of Prologue.)
