Asylum
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 26m
Ongoing, First published Oct 19, 2012
"There are things in our past that will always come to haunt us." Grenwick said, his eyes turning solemn. The way he spoke unnerved me, it was like he knew something about me that I didn't even know myself. And he knew how to use it. It was then that I knew that no matter what, I would always be at his mercy. From now on, I would be his unwilling little pawn in his vicious mind games. 

After nine failed suicide attempts, Francesca is stuck in a mental hospital, and every day is the same dull routine. That is until the mysterious Mr Grenwick materialises with intentions to whisk her away and use her to incite his own revenge. He is willing to do anything to make her cooperate, even if it means threatening the few she cares about most, and using her insanity against her.

"My name is Francesca Ecclestone, and I will kill Graham Archer."
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