Haunted Insane Asylum

Disclaimer: This story will explore some dark themes. There will be creepy horror monsters, yes, but also a lot of sex scenes.

Days merge into one another. Your days consists of sitting or lying motionless for hours, staring at the cushioned walls and ceilings of your tiny cell, until you fall asleep again. Sometimes the TV in the corner works; Most days it doesn't.

They've got you on some kind of sedative, "for your own good" they say, that prevents you from moving your body. Yet, you can still hear, see and feel perfectly fine.

Recently, you've began hearing whispers, even when you're alone in your room. Someone (or something) is stalking you, observing you, studying you. And there is nothing you can to prevent it.

You are powerless to defend yourself against the horrors approaching. The worst part: You don't even know if they're real, or if your mind is truly as broken as your tormentor claims it is.