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Nicole hadn’t always been like this, the voices hadn’t always spoken to her like this. They made her on edge, telling her of disastrous bloody scenes, of what to do and human nature in general. “Kill them, rip them to pieces and listen to the cry in pain,” one voice said, multiple others screaming in torment, some laughing and others telling her in detail of what more she could do. It was a dangerous thing, the voices kept her up at night, creating sleepless nights and adding bags under her eyes.

She was insane, she knew she was. “Unpredictable,” she whispered. She didn’t know what she would do next, there was no way that the young girl could trust herself. As far as her parents knew she’d gone missing over a week ago, and now here she was standing in front of the very asylum she’d been searching for. She was covered in deep scratches, dry blood and current running blood. Why? Because the voices had told her to do it and she’d listened. They quieted down when she listened frequently.

Nicole took a few steps up to the building. She needed help and she knew it, she just didn’t know if the voices would let her do so. Would they leave her be if she entered here, if she got true help. “People are troublesome and cruel,” the voice spoke. “Haven’t you learned!” Another shouted. “They’ll beat your head in with a bat and leave you be to bleed out!” The voices continued on as she reached out, clicking the doorbell and committing herself to hell.