"Please remember Joan," The therapist furrowed his eyebrows, frustrated, "You were the only one who witnessed the murders at St. Olga Academy. Please try to remember."
"..How could I forget..?" I replied in a low voice, a inhuman and unnerving smile coming over my face, "I did it! I did it all! I watched that bitch bleed to death and I drank her blood!" I writhed and pulled at my constraints to the chair.
The therapist sighed and the demonic traits I showed, "Take her away.." He was visibly disappointed in his expression and his words.
I coughed and wheezed the whole way down to my cell, I remember everything. Every little detail. Let's start from the beginning,
in my freshman year.