Day 27- Asylum

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Asylum (27)-

Bumble hated the asylum. She hated the long, white hallways, the rows and rows of doors, and the quiet. At first.

As she grew to glitch more, hallucinate more, she learned to love the asylum. It was comfortable, familiar, they gave her paint. The paint was always fun.

She didn't care about the shots or getting strapped down to try to combat the glitching. For a short while, she was happy.

And then he showed up. And stayed. Her ex, taunting her. He kept showing up, no matter how much she screamed to go away.

The asylum wasn't safe anymore.

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