Athens Lunatic Asylum Novels & Stories

he moved to Athena and clutched her throat while Azazel struggled. “You never know when a lunatic comes along with sadistic choices and kills the people you love,” he was relishing the moment of his madness. Azazel’s arms were behind him. The man silently slid his hands into his pocket and got ready to attack; his major goal was to get Athena out of there.

Louella slammed the telephone receiver into its cradle as she released her frustration with a scream. Those bumbling idiots at the asylum had lost Davina! How could that happen? She’d selected them because of their reputation for being unscrupulous enough to allow the almighty dollar that was paid by the family to influence how well they treated a patient, or how long they kept them. The institution was basically no more than an outlet for families of wealth and power to rid themselves of troublesome family members under the guise of mental health. In its thirty-four years of being in business, no one had ever escaped; until now.

The ice clinked loudly against the sides. "Not since this morning," Sienna answered cautiously. "Why?" "Brody was aggressively snapchatting Leo in the main group chat earlier," Chloe whispered, looking around conspiratorially. "Apparently, Luca randomly dragged them all the way to the dusty Ashford facility a couple hours ago." Keeping her pristine face neutral, Sienna forced an light, unbothered tone. "Ashford? Why exactly would he ever go to that dump?" "To see Athena," Chloe gossiped eagerly. "Brody said they basically rolled straight up on her in the visitor parking lot and Ashford nearly took Luca’s entire head off. It was a whole screaming match. Tessa was obviously there too, acting p

Lewis said. The Bartham Mental Asylum was the biggest psychiatric hospital in Bartham and one of the more strictly managed institutions. Many patients with severe mental illnesses were forcibly sent there for treatment and isolated from the outside world. Of course, opinions from the patients' family members would be taken into consideration as well.

As soon as I turned I saw struggling to get up on his legs. I ran to his side to help him. I gave him my support and he stood on his legs but he was still weak. "Please.. I don't have much time." He begged again. I took a sharp breath and helped him inside the car. I texted my mother that I would be a little late in arriving and didn't wait for her to reply. I turned my ignition and started driving towards the location. Athens Psychiatric institutions. It was given the number rank this year. It was a pretty famous hospital for people with mental disorders.

“Relax Rosie. You don’t need to feel stressed about so many things. We will be answering each of your questions. Please have some patience.” I nodded to Vani’s words and sat properly on the hospital bed. “Let me start with how I got apart from you in the haunted house’s compartment.” Athena said. “We were in the haunted house’s second tier right? And both of us were looking all around the room right? At that right time when the room blacked out, we were unable to hold each other as the compartment was still shaking. That was the time when I stumbled to the first room and got out from the entrance. I asked the guards to go inside again but they said to me that it was not possible and hence

I sat there, fingers laced tightly with Jesse’s, my knuckles white with tension. I’d told him I wouldn’t interfere with Julius’s sentencing. I’d promised. I thought I could handle whatever came next—until I heard the ruling. “Due to evidence submitted regarding psychological instability and a consistent pattern of mental dissociation, the court finds the defendant unfit to serve in a standard correctional facility. He is hereby sentenced to indefinite psychiatric treatment at the Denver Institution.” Denver? I blinked. My blood ran cold. I knew that place. I’d heard the name before. Denver wasn’t just any institution. It was Jesse’s. His private facility. Discreet. Isolated. And completely u

Was it destiny or was it something else? ~~ As the night time arose, the whole asylum was in silence. So silent that one could hear the wind blowing. The asylum was a four-storey building, constructed on the outskirts of the city. It was situated on a hill surrounded by innumerable trees. The reason to locate it in such a place was that the cacophony of the patients would create turmoil if situated in the city, so to maintain the peace it was built here. There was a huge fence made up of iron which circled the asylum's periphery. A big board hung at the left of the front fence comprising the asylum's name. The topmost storey of it had an open terrace.

Some of them wore matching white shirts and pants. What is this place, is it a hospital? I was so lost trying to find an answer to my question that I didn't notice how Nikolas dragged me inside the building. When I took a look at its inside, I became more than sure that it's some kind of a hospital. My gaze went to the receptionist desk then it went to the big poster hanging behind, with big letters it said, "New York's State Asylum." That alone made me stop dead in my tracks. Nikolas stopped as well and turned to me.

You are insane, Vivienne said, trying to rip the IV line out of her hand. No, darling, you are the one who is officially insane, Cynthia laughed softly, pinning Viviennes wrist back down onto the bed with surprising strength. Julian has already signed the preliminary authorization papers. By tomorrow morning, you are being transferred to a permanent psychiatric hold at the high security asylum upstate. We are telling the board of directors that the trauma of the shooting completely shattered your fragile mind. You will be locked away in a padded cell where no one can hear your pathetic complaints ever again.