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Polysemy
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Ongoing, First published Nov 12, 2014
"Welcome to Rotnel Sanitarium, home of the criminally insane and the simply insane. We hope you enjoy your stay."

Avory Dwells arrives at Rotnel Sanitarium one cold winter's morning to interview David Andrews, famed serial killer, for a essay she's writing as an acceptance letter to one of the top Psychology schools in the area. But this little trip takes a turn that was far from what she was expecting. David is famous for never touching a single victim but instead talking them into suicide, and he has an unnerving influence over people that Avory soon realizes is especially true when it comes to her. After a freak snow storm shuts down the power to the Sanitarium, several highly dangerous patients escape from their cells and are being lead by none other than the cunning David himself. Avory begins to question everything as she dives deeper into the polysemous mind of this charming villain; and if she can't win this battle of wits than it will be too late for everyone involved.
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