Challenge
You wake up in an insane asylum how do you know your in one?
Insane Asylum
Sleep wants me more than the screaming stuck in my parched throat so close to my ears they ache. When the barking begins my eyes open and I see the damage without surprise because I know the bright lights in the room do not lie. Pit bulls and Rotweillers bite at my skin unable to draw blood pulling my organs out for sport. How they got in here is not my concern, how I get out of here is. I know where I am because I've been here before or maybe I never left. Someone get a leash and put it around my neck. I'll be your dog, and you can be mine, sharing a kidney pie.
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