Laudanum
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'My life was normal, until I killed my boyfriend. It wasn't an accident. I killed him. Why? I felt like it.' Lydia Penstemon killed her boyfriend on Christmas Eve, in their cabin in the woods. When asked why by the prosecution, she simply stated 'Because They told me to'. Pleading insanity to the jury, Lydia is sentenced to indefinite confinement, in Oakhills Mental Hospital. The only problem is, there isn't anything wrong with her. There was no 'they' and certainly no delusions of a religious mission telling her to kill him. Simply put, she lied to escape prison. Lydia thinks she's safe from joining any girl gangs, being asked to 'drop the soap' or be someone's bitch, when suddenly her fellow murdering, schizophrenic, paranoid and downright dangerous patients start to go missing. One by one, they're dropping off the roster, often turning up in pieces. Suddenly it's a deadly race against time, where everyone is suspect. Will Lydia be able to find the killer, before it's too late?
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There is no way that I can escape this now; no way that I can possibly escape her and all that lies behind the darkness in her eyes. I've gone too far. Inexplicably, I have become entranced by everything that she is, especially the red that we share. She is like the moon: haunting, beautiful, and so far out of reach. I have walked her through the gates of hell and, still, she has made no attempt to turn back. She likes to push my buttons, to put me on edge in an attempt to feel the red that resides within her. She is dangerous, but I cannot pull myself away from her gravity. *WARNING: Contains mature content, swearing, violence, death, and possible trigger warnings.

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