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Aaron Kingsley

"You look like my mother... Want to see my room?"

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a character in “Enter Raynedale Asylum”, as played by Zentose

Description

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Name:Aaron Kingsley
Age:18
Gender:Male
Race:Northern European


Appearance: Aaron stands around 5' 11'' tall, and weighs around 162 lbs. He has good upper body strength, though you wouldn't think of it by looking at him, and strong legs. He has medium length, thin, brown hair that is relatively unkempt and blue eyes.
  • Eyes: Blue
  • Hair: Brown, medium length, unkempt
  • Skin: White with no markings whatsoever
  • Other: Stands 5' 11'' tall, and weighs around 162 lbs., he has a medium frame and is well built with strong bones and muscles
  • Clothes:First pair - A white t-shirt, with black slacks, a black leather jacket, and black tennis shoes.
    Second pair - A black t-shirt, with dark grey slacks, and black running shoes.

Personality

General Personality Description: Aaron is always smiling, but it isn't a pleasing smile, it's frightening, as if his smile penetrates into your mind, also he is never happy, unless he is doing what he loves most, killing and raping. If any woman he sees looks like his mother, he will attempt to have sex with them, at any cost. He caves to the needs of men he sees as superior, unless they insult his mother, and he doesn't respect, nor care, about women who don't look anything like his mother, if they seem even a little bit similar, he is the nicest, most charming, man you can imagine, unless he wants to have sex with them that is...
Demeanor: It is nearly impossible to make Aaron angry by insulting him, he will laugh off any insult, or comment about himself, but the first mention of his mother, and he will ignore everything and try to kill the person. Aaron's fears cause him to either break down in a corner and stay there for hours on end chanting about his mother, or immediately remove the cause of his fear (this mainly pertains to his fear of abstinence).
Disorders or Abnormalities: Aaron is obsessed with death, his mother, and sex. These three things are almost always combined in the most horrendous ways possible. He also hallucinates his mother is with him sometimes, and he sometimes even has sex with it(it being himself).
Likes: Women, night, death, gambling, dark colors, reading, and causing pain
Dislikes: Men, the sun, children, sweet foods, the color yellow, and any drinks other than water
Fears: Death, abstinence, silence, snow, and soap.

Equipment

Personal Items:

  • Item 1: A picture of his mother
  • Item 2: A 19th-century Dutch Ducat coin
  • Item 3: A deck of playing cards
  • Item 4: A copy of Frankenstein by Mary Shelly
  • Item 5: A small stuffed Teddy bear

History

Backstory: Aaron's mother was a prostitute, a very popular one at that, she had long blonde hair and blue eyes, she was tall and very slender with nice curves and a large bust. When she gave birth to Aaron, she hated him for causing a lag in her business, at a very young age Aaron was beaten by his mother, for the smallest things. He was given a single gift from his mother, a small teddy bear, it is Aaron's most prized possession. As a child, Aaron was constantly bullied by the other kids at his school. it wasn't until middle school that the other kids learned his mother was a prostitute, the first time one of the kids made fun of his for this, Aaron tried to bite out his jugular vein. He was sent to Juvenile Detention for two years because the kid he assaulted hadn't actually died. When he got out he was 13 years old, his mother never visited him once. She beat him for days on end when he got back out, and he enjoyed it... He dropped out of school when he was 14 and committed a few minor crimes to get money, mainly assaulting women and stealing their purses, one he robbed was a museum curator, she was carrying a 19th century Dutch Ducat, Aaron still keeps it with him. On his 16th birthday, his mother took the night off and drank a lot, Aaron took this as a chance to get the love he deserved from her, he raped his mother multiple times that night. When it was finally over she was going to call the police, but Aaron didn't want to be taken away from his mother ever again, so he slit her throat before she could do anything. Over the course of the next week, he continued having sex with her body, over and over again. He stuffed her body and kept it in her room, and every day had sex with it. When he was 17, he saw a young girl that looked like his mother, so he knocked her out and took her to his apartment, where he raped her and killed her, and raped her body. He dumped the body in a river, then six months later, did it again. Six months after that, his third victim(excluding his mother), fought back and was able to call the police. He was arrested, and they found his mother's body. He was quickly deemed medically insane and but was still suppose to be summarily executed, but there was no DNA evidence on his first and second victim, because the river removed any and all traces of semen from their bodies, so he was only convicted for attempted rape and the murder of his mother, which got him sent to a mental institution.

So begins...

Aaron Kingsley's Story

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Character Portrait: Head Nurse Jackie Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Aaron slowly licked the back of the three-day old corpse that was his mother. she was face down in a large pool of her own blood, dried, and unclean. Aaron had not moved her from the position she was in, face down, no pants, legs open, accepting his onslaught. The smell was beginning to get worse and worse as the body of his mother began to decay. Whilst still penetrating her, he applied lotion to her back and rubbed it all over her, trying not to move her from her easily accessible position. When Aaron finished applying the lotion, his mother's head turned around 180 degrees and looked deep into his eyes and said, "Why did you kill me?"

Aaron was jolted awake, his pants coated with semen and his brow covered in sweat. It was then that he heard the morning wake-up call:

"Good morning, everyone. It's another day here at Raynedale. I'll be along to unlock your doors in just a moment. Please change out of your night scrubs into one of your outfits and be ready by the time I get around to your room. For breakfast today, we're having bacon, scrambled eggs, grits, and a slice of toast with your choice of drink. Thank you."

When the lights turned on he closed his eyes for a moment, the sudden burst of light searing them for a split second, but then he slipped out of his bed. He loved the morning wake up call, the voice was similar to that of his mother's, which aroused him greatly. The white walls of his room sickened him every morning he got up, but he was livened by the sight of his mother sitting on the floor of his room, a large smile on her face, and no clothes on. Aaron removed his night clothes and wiped away the fluid on his groin with them. He loved the idea of someone having to clean his clothes as they are, he imagined how disgusted them are and it pleased him. He walked over to his mother, and crouched down in front of her, he licked her neck and then passionately kissed her for about 20 seconds. when he was done he put his black t-shirt, grey slacks, and black running shoes.

He slowly made his way out from his room and moved over to the Nurse Jackie. He smiled his usual smile and put the clothes into the bag and stared directly into the nurse's eyes, she reminded him of his mother, her eyes, her voice, her hips, she was, however, too short, but that didn't bother Aaron too much. He resisted the urge to smell her, or do something equally sensual, then continued on to the cafeteria.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kira Brooke Character Portrait: Head Nurse Jackie Character Portrait: Minsu Kim Character Portrait: Alvah Demetrius Bergmann Character Portrait: Kyle Xavier Graham Character Portrait: Gabe Carter Character Portrait: Freya McAllister Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Nurse Jackie stood in the hallway and accepted seven of the twelve patient's night scrubs. As each passed, she nodded to them and motioned for them to place their clothes in the laundry bag.

Kira walked by first, her hoodie pulled over her head, hiding her face from view and without a sound gave her the nights clothes.

Next was Aaron. "What a weirdo..." Jackie thought to herself. As he placed his clothes in the bag, he made eye contact with her. Her blue eyes sparkled a bit as she kept his gaze. "He's up to something..." Just then she caught the scent of sex on his clothes. They were obviously soiled. "Ugh..." she waited for him to turn his back as she wrinkled up her nose. "That guy has issues."

A few minutes later, Freya walked through her doorway and placed her neatly folded laundry into the bag. "Morning Jackie, could I have a cigarette after breakfast?" That was a nice change from Aaron and the nurse nodded. "Sure, when everyone is done eating I'll give you one you can take to the Day Room." Her thin lips broke into a small smile as she motioned for Freya to continue to the Cafeteria.

Minsu came next and similar to Kira, threw her clothes into the bag without even a glance. Jackie turned her nose up and pretended that it didn't bother her, and instead turned her focus on Gabe who was coming down the hallway. He at least smiled at her as he placed his neatly folded up scrubs into the bag. She smiled back and adjusted the quickly filling up bag as he continued on his way to the Cafe.

The person to approach Jackie next was Alvah. He seemed to be ready to dye his hair again, but stopped long enough to hand her his clothes. "Smoke after breakfast?" She was somewhat surprised to hear him speak in such a monotone voice. "Sure. Freya wants a smoke too. I'll get them to you guys after everyone has eaten. You can take it to the Day Room. Go on and eat breakfast before you dye your hair, please." She motioned toward the Cafe before giving him a hesitant smile.

Finally, Kyle appeared. Part of his face was covered in dry blood. As he explained what happened to him, she couldn't help but chuckle. At least he had a good attitude about it. "Well we'll have to get ya cleaned up, won't we?" she said with a grin. She opened the bag for him to dump his blood soaked clothes into and then motioned for him to head to the bathrooms. "Better clean off in the bathroom sink before breakfast. Wouldn't want to irritate the others, would you?" she raised an eyebrow as she looked at him.

She checked her phone one more time: 7:40 The other guys were taking their time... oh well. She crossed the small hallway into the Cafeteria and approached the counter. "Hey Sam. What's on them menu for lunch and dinner today so I can write it on the whiteboard." "Um, lunch is BLT sandwiches with a bag of chips and a fruit cup. Dinner should be beef tips in gravy with white rice and green beans and a wheat roll." Jackie picked up a green dry erase marker and wrote the menu down on the whiteboard next to the buffet. Done. She glanced around the room to make sure everything was ok and then turned to head back to the center of the hallway to await the other patients.

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Character Portrait: Head Nurse Jackie Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Aaron walked into the Cafeteria, he got his food, eggs, bacon, and toast, then sat down by himself, his back to a wall. None of the patients interested him, they were either ugly bitches or grotesque men. The head nurse however, was the second most beautiful woman he had ever seen(so were his first three victims), second only to his own mother. He began eating, methodically, like everything he did that didn't involve women, he separated the food into three distinct sections then he looked away from it, towards the rest of the room, and began to eat. He did this because he didn't trust anyone, and he wanted to remain on guard whenever possible. The second the Head Nurse walked in however, he stopped eating and starred at her, her buttocks, her hair, everything, he wanted it. He became aroused and erect, then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, then returned to eating. One day mother, one day you'll be mine again.... he thought to himself, smiling larger, and more diabolical, than usual. He continued to stare at her until she had left the Cafeteria.

He continued eating his food, he only liked the eggs and bacon his mother made, once when he was 14 she did this, and only once, it was the greatest thing he had ever tasted, and one of his most memorable experiences, but the filth here was trash compared to it. He enjoyed most of the other meals, but whenever they served scrambled eggs and bacon, he hated it. He ate it obviously, but never enjoyed the meal.

A few more people came in and started eating, Aaron ignored them and continued with his own meal, thinking of how to pass his time until tonight, when he could bed his mother once more...

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Character Portrait: Minsu Kim Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Minsu gave a blank expression at the chef who seemed like a decent person. She as well could not help but wonder how such a compliant looking person ending up here, where the demons of human possession lived captive. She was curious, but not enough. She was never interested in much these days, since she was taken from her home. The yellow and red of the bacon on her plate sickened her. She grabbed as little as she could without the staff worrying she wasn't eating and an apple juice. Trudging to a random seat she plopped the plate down. Having forgotten a fork, she stared at the food as if it would help her gain a utensil for eating. In her absent minded state, she didn't realize she was sitting directly in front of the one of the biggest creeps of the asylum, Aaron.

However, the girl didn't notice. Her eyes had been pinned down to the floor the entire trip from her room to the cafeteria and to the food. Her senses seemed to be shut off at the moment as she continued to stare at her plate, contemplating which item was missing. Realizing her fork was not on her plate, she gave up on filling her very empty stomach. Minsu threw up her dinner the night before. She slid the tray of food away from her. Usually, she would attempt to at least eat, but today, she just wasn't feeling the need to. Crossing her arms out in front of the table, she leaned down on the black cotton, shutting her eyes from the equally bright lights above her. Breathing in the smell of her hoodie sleeve, she dug her forehead farther from reality. Then, her stomach growled. Anger flared up in her, for no apparent reason. Minsu shot up finally realizing that her table wasn't just a table for one, but for two. Her eyes were blank , but the growl of her stomach angered her. Having been told as a child that she was fat induced the idea that dieting was a need. She had developed a dieting plan when she was twelve that worked for several months. The situation started to get out of control and she started to have a slight anorexia problem. The idea upset both her and Minki.

Minsu's eyes widened as she felt herself losing. Minki's voice sounded in her head. "Release me," she hissed and Minsu faded into her body. Minki took over the girl's helpless and scrunched up body. Her back straightened and her entire demeanor changed, commanding attention with her focused eyes. Smiling, she chuckled, "Is it good?" tugging the plate near her she smelled the eggs mixed with a whiff of bacon. "Prison food is much more appetizing then I thought," she looked at Aaron, sizing him up. He didn't look evil, but his eyes were wild, tracing the sick mind that inhabited his body. She could feel that he was malicious. Haha, she laughed in her head, aren't we all insane here?

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Character Portrait: Minsu Kim Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Aaron was eating, nearly done and awaiting the progression of the day, when one of the ugly Asian bitches sat down across from him, he didn't bother to learn the names of the ugly chinks and other whores here. He immediately stopped eating, and his erection died down nigh-instantaneously. Although he hated how ugly she was, he never stopped smiling his smile. At first she ignored him, staring intently at her food, as Aaron was doing to her, hoping that his glare would scare her off and get the ugly bitch away from him, it did not.

Out of nowhere, she quickly stood up, her stomach growling, annoying Aaron to no end. Why the fuck won't she just leave!? He thought to himself, still glaring at her. She asked, "Is it good?" Then she smelled the food, and looked at Aaron, smiling. Aaron didn't respond at first, just looked directly into her eyes, countering with his own smile... Then she followed up her question with, "Prison food is much more appetizing than I thought."

Aaron continued to glare into the eyes of the ugly bitch before him. He raised his hand towards his cheek, feeling it, and thinking I need a shave... Completely ignoring the woman for a moment, then he decided to appease the whore by saying, "I was under the impression that this wasn't a prison? Though the food there could only be described and boiled piss, I must say, this is quite an improvement!" He continued to smile, and look, unblinking, into the eyes of the woman.

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Character Portrait: Alvah Demetrius Bergmann Character Portrait: Jasmine Cherette Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley Character Portrait: Reyna Lorelle

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Alvah had sat down at a table, and while he was in earshot of other people, nobody talked to him. He rather liked it that way, for he didn't have to worry about having to come up with an excuse to not understand them. It really caused him to bring out an emotion when other people asked him why he did things the way he did, to which he normally replied with a courteous "Because I'm normal, and your effed up." It didn't make sense, but that was okay to Alvah: things didn't have to make sense for him to be happy.

The breakfast that morning was an improvement than most mornings, just being the fact that the bacon didn't taste like crunchy cardboard. Not that it made any difference, seeing as Alvah knew that the day was going to go horribly wrong. Maybe it was because of his tardiness this morning, maybe not. Either way, it hardly impacted Alvah in an real way, cause every day sucked. How was he supposed to have a good day when his name stood for 'cursed'?? He didn't know.

His eyes darted around the room, looking at everything in a 'have-I-tore-that-apart-yet' ideal. When he found that all the machinery had already been taken apart by his hands, he moved onto the organic matter. Now, it was against the rules - or maybe that was a rule made for him... - that stated that Alvah wasn't allowed to cut open anybody. Ever. Alvah couldn't understand why the staff would be so naive to tell him such things, when he ended up doing it anyway. To date, he had gotten away with only cutting open one person - turned out she was a masochist - and he didn't even get the chance to examine how they worked: the staff found him before he did. Even to this day, Alvah thought that was the largest buzzkill of his entire stay at the mental hospital. Even more demoralizing than when he 'accidently' nibbled part of a guy's fingers off. Alvah's excuse? "I was getting hungry...."

Switching back to reality - Alvah normally couldn't tell the difference much anymore - he noticed many people around him: there was that kid obsessed with his mom, the bitch that was scratching some stupid skull into the wall, the red-headed girl with scars, and more. The girl that was scratching was interesting though, for she seemed to deem everybody to be evil around her or something. Or maybe it was just because she kept sending mildly evil stares at the redhead. Alvah stared down at his plate, which was still full, and back at the crowds of people. In an instant, he stood up and began to walk away, his tattoos catching the artificial lights from the bulbs above him. He had only eaten the bacon, and didn't feel like eating anymore.

That was an improvement, for most days he ate next to nothing. Besides, his hair wasn't going to dye itself, he needed a shower and that smoke.

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Character Portrait: Minsu Kim Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Minsu stared at the man and tilted her head to the side. Her eye smile showing. "Well," she stood up with a finalizing tone. She needed to use the bathroom. "I'll leave you. I guess I'll see you around. Minki, by the way," she said and grabbed her plate like it was a disease, holding it from the tips of her fingers. She left Aaron and tossed the untouched plate into a trash bin, her face curling in disgust as she heard it drop down to the bottom. She passed the rest of the patients, eyeing them slowly. This was the second time that Minki had found her way into Minsu's body inside the asylum. The first time was only when she was locked inside the room. Minsu had regained control over her body quickly since she had come out in the exact moment when the bright lights turned on in the morning. It had scared her back into her shell.

Minki walked out of the cafeteria and yawned, slipping into the girl's bathroom. She did her business and began to wash her hands in the sink. "Time to get the nurse," she dried her hands and smiled into the mirror admiring her own beauty. "Minsu, you're staying there for a while," she giggled and left the bathroom. Looking around she found that most of the patients were already assembled in the cafeteria. She really didn't feel like mingling with the others. None seems to pose a specific threat to her. Minki leaned at the entrance of the cafeteria waiting for the nurse of some official to cross. She was anxious to do something.

Doing any harm now, less than an hour outside, wouldn't be very clean or organized. She liked to plan out her kills to perfection. She chuckled at the thought. Right now she was picking a target, looking back into the cafeteria and into the hallway no one sparked interest. Sparking interest would mean bothering her or pissing her off.

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Character Portrait: Minsu Kim Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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The woman stated her name then left without much fuss, much to Aaron's delight. With her gone he could now eat in some semblance of peace. He finished the remainder of his food rather quickly, trying to forget the rather annoying interruption from the one called 'Minki.' He didn't bother learning anyone's name, because no one ever talked to him, this 'Minki' was the first one ever to do it. And for that, Aaron thought, I should be somewhat more polite to her than the other whores...

Aaron enjoyed talking to people, mainly to dissipate any silence, but still, he was a human and required some sort of intelligent interaction with others beyond sex, yet no one ever spoke to him, it was his own fault of course, for being so frighteningly... creepy... but he saw this as other's problem and no his own. For now though, he can achieve some sort of interaction with this 'Minki,' even if she is ugly.

Aaron finished his food and put away his dishes, he then slowly made his way to the bathroom. He washed his hands then did his business, and washed them again(he is afraid of soap so he only washed them with water). He then continued out and sat down in the day room, as far from the windows as he could get.

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Character Portrait: Head Nurse Jackie Character Portrait: Gabe Carter Character Portrait: Jasmine Cherette Character Portrait: Freya McAllister Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Gabe sat in the Cafeteria slowly eating his breakfast. He takes his time, enjoying each individual bite. As his eyes wander the room, he notices the cheerleader standing against the wall and hears the gentle scratch of her pen against the concrete behind her. He raises an eyebrow at her, but continues to eat. As the rest of the patients begin to file in, Gabe watches each one and thinks to himself, "These people are so fucked up, not to mention how many germs they must be carrying with them. God I don't want to even think about it..." He pushes the thoughts from his mind as he finishes the last piece of bacon on his plate.

He stands up and begins to walk to the trash can, but stops as he hears the sound of a tray hitting the ground behind him. He shrugs a bit and throws his plate in the trash along with his spork (of doom). Just as he turned to exit the Cafe, he sees Freya shove the cheerleader from behind. Chuckling, he thinks, "She deserved it, stupid bitch." The sudden violence didn't phase him, however, and as he leaves the rest of the patients behind in the Cafeteria, he unzips his hoodie, slides it off of his shoulders, and casually wraps it around his waist and ties it in a knot. "Damn, I need a smoke. Where's that nurse?" He looks around briefly before deciding to head to the Day Room, thinking that's where everyone who smokes is gonna end up anyway.

As he enters the Day Room, he sees Aaron sitting as far away from the windows as possible. "Kinda odd, but oh well." He takes a seat on the couch next to Aaron and with another chuckle says, "Sup Motherfucker?"

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Character Portrait: Gabe Carter Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Aaron was minding his own business when one of the males sat near him and said, "Sup motherfucker?" At that moment time seemed to slow down as dozens of conflicting emotions spread across Aaron, anger, hate, distrust, arousal, a veritable tsunami of voices filled his mind, none really distinguishing themselves.

Then the voices stopped, replaced by a single one, saying, He is probably not refering to your mother, many of these white coon-fanatics have odd greeting such as this...

"Is that suppose to be a greeting of some sort?" Aaron said, smiling and turning his gaze directly into the man's eyes. It was the first time he got a good look at the man, he was unfamiliar with his name, but he knew him well enough. Aaron usually ignores information given to him by people he deems unimportant, but ever since he came to the Asylum, he has used all his shrewdness, just in case...

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Character Portrait: Head Nurse Jackie Character Portrait: Gabe Carter Character Portrait: Aaron Kingsley

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Gabe returned Aaron's gaze and stared right back into his eyes, noticing the blankness in his blue eyes. "I dunno where you come from, but where I come from that's a perfectly good greeting." He smirked a bit before running his gloved hand through his messy black mohawk, gently tugging on the longer strands of hair stemming from the middle of his forehead. "I guess you don't talk much, hm?" He cocked his head to the side as he spoke, his scruffy 5 o'clock shadow hiding the movements of his jaw muscles with each word.

Getting frustrated, he stood up and walked to one of the windows in the Day Room that overlooked the nearby woods. He could see a cluster of trees with a few bushes of flowers nearby, and the sight of it brought back many memories of his beloved brother, Daniel. The strongest memory that came through that day was the night in which the two brothers took turns fucking a "girl next door." Her name was Leeha and she had burning, fire-red hair that splayed over the pillow as they each took turns ramming into her. She moaned like a cat in heat as they ravaged her body for hours on end. After they finished, Daniel got so wrapped up in his emotions (not to mention he was high on heroine) that he wrapped his hands around her neck and strangled her to death. The two brothers buried her in the woods far from their houses and never spoke of it again.The memory was so vivid, but he soon popped back into reality and sighed heavily with sadness.

Deciding it was time for glove change, Gabe returned to his room to grab 3 more pairs of gloves and sticks them into his pockets before grabbing his pack of cards off of his desk. He walks back to the Day Room and places his cards on a nearby table before removing his gloves and tossing them in the trash can. He then pulls out the bottle of Germ-X, cleans his hands and puts on another pair of gloves as he takes a seat at the table. He slides the cards out of their package and begins to set up a game of solitaire while silently thinking, "I wish Daniel were here to play a game with me..." After setting up the game, he pulls out a picture from his pocket and places it on the table next to his card game. It was a snapshot of him and his brother. His lips curled into a small smile as he stared at the photo. He then turned back to his game and began playing as he waited for Nurse Jackie to come back so he could ask for a cigarette.