Written by Nimika Bhatnagar, from wordhaven,
and Audrey Francis-Plante, from audreywritesabroad
“Okay, okay,” I mutter to myself as I walk toward the next room. “Calm down. It was all in your head. It’s all just in your head.”
It’s in your head. It’s in your head. It’s in your head.
I cross the hole in a wall where a door used to stand and step into a corridor with about five doors on each side of it. I open the first door on my right.
He’s in my room.
Mara is in the room. Continue reading “Night at the Asylum – Hours 8-10”