Description
Grievous mental harm. Blood that'll fill lakes and sights that'll set you giggling. Here's the story of Ash Cane, an inmate at Lindon Asylum who gets gassed every night in his prison cell, where he's up till he finds himself waking up in the morning. The doctors inject him into both arse cheeks almost every night. It's like a more painful bee sting in one, and then the other, and then it's fine. Sitting is slightly odd for a brief while after. He tried kicking the fire exit door down to the gardens, probably in his flip flops cos another inmate borrowed his running shoes, he doesn't really know which pair he was wearing. A place with no flowers, with walls that curve inwards and have the most anti-climb aesthetic that government funds could make. That was at night. He got injected into both arse cheeks that time too. He knows he's not crazy.
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