The thoughts of certain souls are too tempting, meant to be harvested, studied, and consumed.
Like my patient, Weston Carter.
From the moment he walked through my doors, young and strong, the devil’s Trojan horse in human skin, I knew he was special.
There’s beauty in destruction. The devil has good taste.
Carter doesn’t trust me. That’s good. It means he’s wiser than the others.
He thinks he can escape this place. Escape me.
But no one leaves without paying the ultimate price.
“You’re my...
There’s no place darker than the mind.
They say the asylum is meant to cure the broken.
I disagree.
Some minds aren’t meant to be healed.
The thoughts of certain souls are too tempting, meant to be harvested, studied, and consumed.
Like my patient, Weston Carter.
From the moment he walked through my doors, young and strong, the devil’s Trojan horse in human skin, I knew he was special.
There’s beauty in destruction. The devil has good taste.
Carter doesn’t trust me. That’s good. It means he’s wiser than the others.
He thinks he can escape this place. Escape me.
But no one leaves without paying the ultimate price.
“You’re my favorite patient. I’m not going to hurt you.”
Author’s Note: Lonely is a horror story with sexually explicit content and adult themes. It contains both MF and MM scenes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Reader discretion is strongly advised.
