November 12, 2024

  The world around me spins as my sight becomes blurry. Fuck, I know this feeling all too well.

  They’ve sedated me, again…

  I drop to my knees trying to hold on to something…anything…but unfortunately, lost souls like me don’t get saved. Rather, they get fucking sedated. I almost made it out of this place, out of this hell hole people call a hospital.

  almost…

  Until I didn’t…

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  Waking up, I find myself chained to a wooden chair. my first instinct was to reach out and strangle the life out of that little nurse in front of me, but these damn chains won’t even budge. What a nuisance and waste of metal. Whatever cocktail they pumped into me this time? Not bad. I’ve had worse.

  Hearing the noise she turns back to face me, damn do all doctors in here look the same?

  She gives me a smile—or at least, tries to. I can see the fear lurking beneath the surface, just like everyone else. They are all afraid of me…afraid of the moment I might snap and take their life. Honestly? it’s quite the thrill, people fearing me even though I’m bound by chains. It sends a jolt of dark, twisted pride which shows in the manic grin plastered on my face.

  Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

  Her smile falters for a quick second before she says “oh, good that you’re awake sir. I will call for the psychologist assigned to you” and with that she walks out with hurried steps.

  Another shrink? after I almost choked the shit out of one the other day? Whoever it is, she’s got guts. Genuinely speaking, sometimes I wonder why the hospital hasn’t already given up on me, I mean you can’t blame me for killing shrinks when they see the obvious danger and yet don’t back down. What’s taking the shrink so long? I’m not impatient, I just like to play and laugh around a bit with them before killing them when they get on my nerves.

  Dear reader , sorry if I’m scaring you…No I’m not ,

  This is just how I am…and trust me it gets much worse because I know it isn’t going to get any better

  So buckle up.

  And don’t be scared —

  Because the second I see fear in someone’s eyes…

  That’s when I strike. This is just the beginning , more is coming

  And I hope you’re ready for it…you need to be

  Or else…