*This story is fiction*
It was a lonely night but there ahead an outcast facility where there's an asylum that people had lost their minds and seek psychological help and would hear the laughs and screams and people unstable, but not everyone goes there for a visit with their love ones some might think like that where as a hooded figure cover in black but has a blue hooded on it with a black cape with it, instead a child walking there not a patient instead going there in the middle of the dark night acting as a dark knight there, he heads inside and enter the doorways.
He's in the hallways as he makes his way to the patients only to the holding cells where they keep the patients he can only walk around not move his head to turn and look as the patients look at him and yell while he's not making any eye contact with him, he would leave the hallway and headed to the section that is remotely isolated and encounter his former lover who he use to like but would fall down to a dark path and Felt betrayed by her despite their age differences, they would talk and the hooded figure want to release his anger at her for betraying her and using him as a tool while in school, but reminds control of his anger and his lover however still insane and she would express her frustrations and anger at him and try to fixed everything between them but never have, and admit of being paranoid insane and isolated as she goes on and on the boy reminds calm not interrupting her not a single word and listen her. Feeling like it's been an hour or two he decided to leave only to leave a message that "may try to fixed yourself but it would fixed our relationship that we once had even though we had or sort of a chemistry despite our age difference between born 3-5 years but i thought you were my lover" he would leave the asylum and feeling like he doesn't want to see her again as he exits through the gates and walks in the streets while it rained. He doesn't need to see her again or does he plan to do so, but in his lover's mind she would imagine if he was in her imagination and perhaps when the light flicker before he would vanished into thin air.
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