Snippet #1852440

Harlem stood, shaking himself and not even bothering to respond to the female. He was still fairly certain she was conspiring with the doctors, and he decided it be best of he slunk back into his room, least her previous noises had alerted somebody who was less then friendly. It ere just as he as turning on his tail, that he noticed the tall, lean and arrogant looking character weilding a smug half-smile parading down the hall towards him.

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Dante was on patrol. He had heard several new patients had arrived in the asylum and he couldn't wait to play. Especially since he had heard a few of these newcomers had been behaving in a less then pliable manner, and Dante thought something out to be done about that. He sighted a pair of patients at the end of the hall, and smiling to himself at the wonderful things he might do, began his approach.
He placed his hand on the back of the female patient's neck, and grinned wickedly, stopping her in her tracks. He looked across at the wide eyed male patient, who was retreating back into his room, as if the rooms were safe havens, and said "You're next".
He examined the female as he held her, excellent ideas pouring through his mind. "Ah, you must be the one who's been causing some trouble for my colleages. That's not very nice. What say you come with me, like a good girl, and we'll see what we can do about your attitude problem?"