Chapter 5

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Barry hated the hospital. He hated the smell, the food, but particularly, he hated the nurses. They would regularly give him injections, take his blood, and force him to take disgusting pills. Central City psychiatric hospital was the worst place Barry had ever been to. He thought prison was better. The hospital scared him, especially at night. He would constantly hear scratching noises and laughing coming from the other rooms. He would also hear them during the day, but it made him feel less scared. Usually, the nurses would let the patients roam free in a living room area. There, they would play games, and interact with other patients. Barry never liked doing any of that stuff. He would just sit and watch.

Everyone was asleep, except for Barry. He couldn't sleep. He was thinking about Iris, his new psychiatrist. She was just so damn sexy. Her soft coal waves cascading down her back and dripping over her shoulders, the way her eyes shined through those broad red glasses.

He couldn't wait to get his hands on her. He imagined himself as the Chemist, and Iris as his helpless victim. Bound to a chair wearing nothing but lingerie, as he teased and tortured her before moving on to the more sexual stuff.

How he yearned for that. If only he could leave this hospital, and take Iris with him. He would be free, and have Iris all to himself. Oh the things he would do to her. He smirked and fiddled with his fingers as the thought came to mind.

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