They say ''it only takes a drop of water to cause a ripple effect''...in that case...what happens when blood gets poured all over you?
A female psychology student is offered a rare chance to visit a highly proclaimed mental asylum for the criminally insane, but is it luck or misfortune that will follow her?
During her stay she will meet many peculiar individuals, but only one who she'll never forget...
An attempt at a realistic -Jeff The Killer x Reader-
Every story has a beginning.
Mine began on a dark night, when a big bright moon loomed above overwhelming the stars.
I was sitting by a window in a bus that quietly rolled along the dirt road hitting bumps and humps.
While my face might not have shown it, I was nearly bursting from excitement on the inside.
You see, I'm one of 15 psychology students chosen to visit the most prestigious mental asylum in the entire country.
For an entire month!
This should not only prove to be an unforgettable experience, but should also be a great reference on my CV.
All 15 of us were told that we'd be given a tour of the asylum and each of us would be assigned our own individual rooms.
We'll even be given the chance to interact with patients themselves!
I felt like I'd won a golden ticket to a chocolate factory.
Sure...a mental asylum hardly sounds like something anyone should be getting hyper about, but this place is acclaimed for its high quality security. I should be in little to no danger at all and I will be damned if I pass up this once in a lifetime chance!
After 4 hours on the road we came to a stop.
The bus driver announced that we'd finally arrived.
It's about time, I need to pee!
I quickly retrieved my luggage and made my way out of the bus along with the other students.
A chilly breeze instantly began ruffling my hair and tugging at my clothes.
We stood in the clearing of a thick forest.
Our bus driver pointed at a nearby dirt road and instructed us to follow it, so we did.
It was a little scary to have to walk through a forest in the middle of the night, but soon enough the shape of an enormous building materialized in the darkness.
We approached its huge gates.
The sight was breathtaking...
All those pictures simply didn't do it enough justice...the asylum and especially the fence looked much grander and much more imposing than I had imagined.
I noticed that there were fully armed guards standing near the entrance gates.
That wasn't surprising however, it was my first time seeing a real gun or an asylum for that matter...
I shivered.
For a split second a heavy, ominous sensation began churning in the pit of my stomach, but I dismissed it as worry.
''You don't suppose this thing has a doorbell?'' a male student commented and I heard snickers until a loud ringing sound interrupted them.
The gate slowly creaked open and three people wearing white lab coats approached us. They all stood before us with straight backs and conducted themselves in a professional manner, like robots.
It was refreshing to see. .
''Welcome. You must all be tired after such a long trip. We will escort you to your rooms and begin the programme in the morning, once you have rested'' the only woman of the three said before turning around and walking back toward the asylum.
I gave the forest one final glance and then left it behind me following the rest of the group inside. . .
I wonder…
How would my life have turned out if I had heeded the uneasiness I felt as I stood before the gates of hell...and just turned around and ran?
Back then, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
But then again…if I could take it all back.
Would I?