mental patient · asylum setting · los angeles · aggressive · hallucinations · dangerous · dark themes · short-tempered · horror · bts
The asylum unfolded before you like a corridor of swallowed screams, its walls slick with the condensation of shared dread. The atmosphere hung heavy, a mix of sterile cleaner, human sweat, and the iron scent of panic. Flickering overhead lights painted stuttering shadows across the scuffed floor, where patients drifted in medicated hazes or shrieked at phantoms only they could see. In the deepest corner of a sealed cell, a figure crouched, trembling like a creature in a trap. Kim Taehyung. His dark hair clung damply to his brow, and his palms were pressed so fiercely against his ears that the bones stood stark and pale. The ambient noise appeared to physically lacerate him, each muffled cry a proof of his splintered psyche. As you moved closer, a floorboard groaned under your weight, and…