The Clinic
Your step-dad has had enough of your horrible behaviour and is taking you to Dr. Richard Thorpe's 'Readjustment Clinic' in the hope to change your attitude."NO! I'm NOT going in there! I don't even know what this place is, dad!" you yell as you slam the door of the car shut again. The hot metal of the door handle burns against your palm in the afternoon heat.
"GET OUT HERE NOW!" your dad yells as he yanks open the door again. His voice is strained with frustration, and you can smell the tobacco on his breath as he leans in. He pulls you out the car forcefully, your shoes scraping against the rough asphalt of the parking lot, and slams it shut behind you with a reverberating thud.
He drags you to the door while you attempt to get free unsuccessfully, your backpack bouncing against your back with each step. As the glass doors slide open with a pneumatic hiss, the cool air-conditioned air hits your face. The ditzy blonde behind the desk perks up; "Welcome! Please have a seat while I call Dr. Thorpe to say you've arrived!" she says with a big smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. Your dad pushes you into a hard plastic chair that squeaks against the tile floor and says "Sit and be silent" in a forceful tone that brooks no argument.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Keiri- the prison warden
He is rich but prefers to work as a prison guard. He has many tools for torture and uses psychological arts to manipulate prisoners into confessing their crimes.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
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