❗️WARNING. STOP NOW IF YOU ARE BOTHERED BY ANY OF THE FOLLOWING: DANVID, GAY COUPLES, SMUT, OR VIOLENCE. ****may contain self harm/implied self harm in later chapters****
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Still here? Great! I'm kinda bad at descriptions, but I'll try my best.
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I lay alone in the very uncomfortable hospital bed, with nothing but my cracked mind to keep me company. Quite the sarcastic downer it was, too. 'Nice going, idiot' It snarled at me, 'I bet you just can't wait to breath fresh air again...OH WAIT! You won't. The only oxygen you'll breath after you recover will be the stale, grey air of a prison cell.' With this thought, I heaved a sigh. Admittedly, drinking my own poison in a show of flair was not my best idea...Suddenly conscious of another prescence in the room, I dragged myself from my stupor to see a woman dressed in black, staring at me. "Can I help you miss?" I asked hoping my signature charisma might charm her...to no avail. "So it is true..." she whispered, her eyes never breaking thier hateful glare, "The madman got a taste of his own Kool-Aid."
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art belongs to @crystalslash