Romans & histoires The Asylum Confessions

It must be said that the evidence depends on your confession, Miss Gozt. Azael seems nonchalant, his arms crossed over his chest as he challenges me with his gaze. His eyes lock onto mine defiantly. I gulp and go to the microphone. - Ehhmm ...- My hoarse voice echoes across the room, along with a beep from the microphone. My throat burns and my hands are shaking. I have a knot in my stomach.- It was a very difficult night for me. I was very dizzy and didn't know for sure what was happening, but what I saw ...

Seeing Jo and Halsey together makes his heart warmer, melting away the ice wall which had been erected when Halsey had left him. His phone rings and Nathan is broken out of the reverie. It’s Parker. “What is it, Parker?” Nathan asks him. “Sir, I followed Lincoln today,” Parker replies. “It seems that he came to visit a patient at an asylum.” Nathan raises an eyebrow. Lincoln visited someone? But Nathan is sure that Lincoln doesn’t have any living relative nor any acquaintance who’s admitted in an asylum. “Where is this asylum?” “It’s on the outskirts of the city.” “I’ll talk to you later about this,” Nathan mutters. “Get more information on this patient.”

Iden stepped into the room, slow and silent. This was the war room. It looked like one. A place where lives were traded, decisions signed in blood. He moved to the center of the chaos, eyes drawn to the wall of screens. Every angle of the massive asylum flickered in shaky grain. Corridors lined with flickering lights. Rooms filled with twitching shadows—patients, doctors, ghosts. The asylum was a tomb disguised as a hospital. Built on illegal records and rotting experiments. A hellhole. A cover for human trafficking, organ harvesting, unapproved trials.

the defense questioned while pointing to the box " Mr Asher what is the relationship between you and Scarlett and how did you get to know she is also involved with Mr Alexis Flores, late Miss Jenny's fiance?" He asked then faced Alexis who was already sweating profusely" " Your honor, all I will say here and now is nothing but the truth, I almost died due to sins be was restored, now I will pay in the face of the law, many years back, I used to work with limelight entertainment, I was a trusted worker but not for long. I met a teenage girl, who at that time had her own voice ,above all I was attracted to her strong determination and desire to succeed, But...this determination became an obses

Aspen Peyton is seen with a draining collar on her neck and her hands handcuffed. An army dragging her to Lord's Faye chamber. "My lord she's here," one of the armies of lord Faye said as she dragged the mother confessor to Faye's chamber. A smile crept onto Lord Faye's lips as he watched the mother confessor struggling to free herself from his army. "Hi, Aspen Peyton," King Faye smirked. "I'm going to kill you Faye" Aspen the mother confessor yelled angrily.

Both accepted the others’ flaws and habits. I spotted a tablet in the glob compartment. The press of a button and the lock screen appeared. I entered Ryder’s password and then the password for the security system for the cabin. The footage of the cabin came into view. The gate. The driveway. The visible truck. I scanned the categories and selected the camera for ‘The Den’. Ryder’s weird name for the pheromone insulated rooms they used for their ruts.

He whispered, "Just perfect." My chest tightened at him and his sweet words. This man, what the hell is he going to do to me? How bad will he break me in the end? I felt so guilty for what I did earlier at the asylum, for going behind his back and snooping in what might not concern me, "Nik," I started, confessing, "I will tell you something and you will get mad at me, so please...don't." His eyebrows pulled closer and he nodded, ushering me to talk, "When we were at the asylum, I did something," I swallowed hard, looking down at my hands as I nervously fidgeted with them, "I accessed the information system and looked into your file."

He sat on the floor with his legs crossed and practiced the Cosmic Breathing Technique, slowly regulating his breathing before beginning to cultivate. A middle-aged man approached Ashton with a metal bar in his hand and yelled at him, "Ashton Gray! This is a confession of all the crimes that you have committed! Sign it, now!" Ashton glanced at the confession and burst out laughing. "Wow, you don't even bother putting on an act anymore, hmm? Why are you in such a hurry to convict me? Scared?" "I'm telling you, Ashton Gray, that you're never getting out of this place now that you're here! If you know what's best for you, then you'd better sign it now, and you'll probably be spared from physica

Ashley felt Dominic tense beside her. Elena lifted the notebook. “This belonged to Jonathan Wellspring.” Ashley’s father. She carefully opened the final page. “The last page contains a dying confession.” The harbor fell completely silent. Patrick Walker’s expression remained unreadable. Alvin stepped out from behind his vehicle. Dominic slowly raised his pistol. Every eye fixed on Elena. She drew a slow breath. Then began to read. “If anyone is reading this, then I am already dead…” Ashley’s heart nearly stopped. “The man responsible for our deaths is not the one you believe.”

There were even several stills from a video of me making love to Jane. When I saw them, my face went pale and my heart sank completely. Those chat logs and videos were damning. As more stills appeared before me, I could hear ringing in my ears as my mind went blank. I kept flipping through the papers until my gaze fixed on the line written at the top. [Andy, I quit. I wish you and Jane a healthy pup soon.] No! It was not like that! My knees went weak and I fell onto the couch. The papers dropped from my hands and scattered around me. I took out my phone in a panic and kept calling Jane.