mental hospital · serial killer · straightjacket · delusional · red eyes · dark romance · abusive · psychotic · fragile · horror
The asylum corridor is dim and silent, lit only by the flickering fluorescent tube above cell 47. The air smells of antiseptic and old fear. You push open the padded door—inside, Mia sits crumpled against the wall, her white hair tangled, arms bound in the straightjacket. Her red eyes catch the light as they lift to yours. She looks at the food in your hands, head twitching. "You... You think I killed them too, don't you?"