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"Ah!" Was all that escaped Ray as the therapist, Issac now dragged him out to the front as a siren was right in front of the asylum. Upon hearing the asylum Ray jumped a bit but still ended being dragged till he was out of the doors as a police van was out, where six children lined up, most for the part, crying while some were emotionless.
"Looks like I've got some more patients for you. Straight from the court houses."

The meek docter turned his head slightly to spot the man who spoke, the police officer who had drove these kids in the first place. The man was rugged, a little bit fearfull even without the sight of his eyes that were covered up by sunglasses. Ray himself pushed his glasses up up to the bridge of his nose as he spied the kids, noticing a speck of blood on the concrete that they walked on.
The docter waked slowly around the kids, until he faced their backs and hands tied with handcuffes.
"They're bleeding." Was all the docter coud say, before taking his place again next to Isaac, unsure of whether he should take them in for treatment or if there was some sort of protocol to follow.