CHAPTER 1

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There are two man holding a woman on her wrist, guiding her to a designated room. A woman wearing a white uniform opened the door for them. Slowly, they lay the woman to her bed. The woman's face was blank, none of them don't know what she's thinking. She looks at the men who brought her to her room and say; "Hey, do you know that killing is actually fun?" She said and put a small smirk on her lips. The two men instantly get startled because of the sudden laugher of the woman.

The woman sat on the edge of her bed and holds the men on their shoulder. "Don't get startled, where's the fun?" She said while smiling, thoughts of killing these men in front of her gave a sudden delectation through her body. Unfortunately, she didn't succeed to kill them when nurses started to emerge inside her room, holding her wrist tightly.

But that didn't bother her, she dodged the syringe that was supposed to be injected to her, she grabbed it and stabbed it on the nurse's hand, releasing the medicine in it's body. She stopped her laugher and her deadly voice submerge, "Oh by the way, My name is Jhanella Louissa Ventin you can call me Angel of hell." She whispered and her laugher echoed around. "I'm not crazy believe me, please" She beg and tears started flowing out of her eyes, "Get me out of here!" She shouted while laughing her lungs out.

PRECIOUS IS COVERING her ears because of the loud scream coming from the room beside hers, she's  "When will that stop?! " She shouted alarming the nurses around the place. Nurses started to approaching her holding her on the arm,"Stop it, you're too loud!" Despite of the strong grip on her, she manages to gets out of it, swiftly grabbing a pen from the other nurse before running out of her room.

JHANELLA WENT SILENT "Who's that?" she asked in a laughing voice, she went silent when she heard foot steps approaching, a lady appeared in front of her door, after her was nurses trying to get her back, the lady looked at her from head to toe. Jhanella didn't bother, until the woman manages to get out of the nurse's grip directly running through her while holding a pen attempting to stab it to her but fails.

Jhanella grabbed her wrist tightly—looking intently through her eyes. "What a b*tch." the lady spoke giving Jhanella her darkest glare. Nurses started to grab them, gently pulling them. Jhanella gave the lady a smirk; "Better luck next time." She said making the lady more annoyed, causing it to impulsively attack—leaving the nurses without any choice, they injected her a syringe of medicine that calms her down in a matter of seconds.

Before the lady leaves her room, Jhanella asked; "What's your name?" Not expecting that the woman was able to answer her due to the aftermath of the medicine, Jhanella was left dazed alone in her occupied room. "Precious Abigail Harris, I'll surely mark your name in my head."

PRECIOUS HAS a wide grin on her face as the nurses guide her to her occupied room. As they arrived, Precious decided to break the silence; "Hey." She simply said but enough to get their attention, "I'll kill everyone in this hospital, including both of you." She smirks and clinks her tongue. She laughed loudly that echoes around the walls; making the nurses leave in pure fright because of her action.

As soon as they leave, Precious stopped laughing and cleared her throat. She crossed her legs and lean her head on the wall, feeling the not-so-soft-mattress on her bottom—trying to grab a peacefulness she haven't experience in a while now. "I want to escape." She said to herself out of nowhere. Examining the place she saw a vent on her ceiling—luckily there's no camera inside the room, "Think, Precious. Think."

She roamed her eyes around seeing the bed-side table and mini chair; "Escape" she utter and a smirk escaped on her lips. Without wasting a minute she placed the table where she can reach it, "Perfect." She exclaimed and hums while examining how to open the vent.

"So this thing don't need screws, huh?" She talked to herself before pulling the lid gently—she slightly chuckles and slowly lift herself up only to hit her head, "Damn that hurts." She hisses and slowly crawl her way—looking for a specific room.

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