The Asylum.
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"She was branded like an animal. She could still feel him burning her mind. She did believe that he made the message clear, but was she loosing her mind? Deprivation, Isolation was all she could feel. He left her with images she knew were not real. Were those words of condemnation she could hear?"
You could say she found love in a hopeless place... And the perfect piece of insanity.
Determined to find a cure for her patient in one of the most lethal insane asylums in America, Angel finds that he could prove to be her cure, and her end.
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