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They call it therapy. I call it torment.

The Doctor says I’m sick, that the nightmares in my head must be untangled with his help. He’s the one who introduced me to Theo, my protector, my tormentor, my everything. Together, they pushed me past my limits, shattering every boundary I thought I had. But something feels wrong.
In this asylum, there’s no escape—from the pain, the desire, or the madness. And when the truth comes to light, I’ll either break completely…or burn it all down.

They call it therapy. I call it torment.

The Doctor says I’m sick, that the nightmares in my head must be untangled with his help. He’s the one who introduced me to Theo, my protector, my tormentor, my everything. Together, they pushed me past my limits, shattering every boundary I thought I had. But something feels wrong.
In this asylum, there’s no escape—from the pain, the desire, or the madness. And when the truth comes to light, I’ll either break completely…or burn it all down.