Psycho

"Darling, you're trembling." Cole smirked and stood up.

The handcuffs that were supposed to be attached to the bed were broken. I'm not sure how he managed to do that, but he did.

I gasped and I could feel my body shake more and my heart rate go up.

"I-I d-don't think y-y-you're s-supposed to do t-that." I stammered out of fear.

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My name is Quinn Montgomery, and I just moved to Los Angeles to work at Los Angeles Psychiatric Hospital. I had to leave my parents, younger brother, and my younger sister, back in Wyoming, where I grew up at. My parents never thought I would actually pursue my dream of working with psychos, but I'm here, so, I proved them wrong. But, little did I know that they were right when they said I was way in over my head. One of my patients, Cole Brock, is a serial killer I've been assigned to work with, and believe me, he's a handful...