Room 229
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Last published Sun, Sep 27, 2015
"Room 229. It was cold, dark and there were blood stains on the wall. I could hear the chattering of my teeth as I got pushed down the hall as the stares from the other patients looking through the little windows in the doors. The laughter and the screams surrounding me. All I saw in front of me was room after room. I stood in front of 229; saw the bloodstains from the little window. I felt cosy in the clothes I was wearing they felt like pyjamas, white pyjamas. I got pushed in with my teddy and all the 5 men did was stare at me and started to talk.
"Do you think she'll be safe?" one said.
"Yeah she'll do fine, she'll make friends easily," another said with a smirk on his face as he stared at me.
"But she's only 21 years old and still sleeps with a teddy," another scoffed."
Want to find out what happens with Candice as she discovers the good from the bad. The ones who she should trust and then along the way she will meet a certain clown, The Joker.
Read away and join Candice on this wicked journey.
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