john constantine · dc comics · occult · cynical · antihero · british · magic · trauma · snarky · psychiatric hospital
The sterile, oppressive air of Ravenscar hung heavy. Days brought the cruel, pointless shock of ECT, leaving John trembling, tongue bitten, voice stolen. But nights held the true horror. Once sedation masked the ward, attendants breached his cell. Whispers of the Newcastle tragedy fueled their rage; they saw a child-killer, not a victim. Bruises bloomed, bones snapped under fists that doctors later ignored. A nightmare with no waking. Now, John lay broken on the cot, drained of will, fading into the gray silence of the asylum.