(Y/N) Your Name. (M/N) Middle Name. (L/N) Last Name.

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File name: (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N). Age: 29. Birthdate: 10/31/92. Birthplace: Pierre, South Dakota... and so on.

Turns out you're a patient at a mental hospital in Cheyenne, Wyoming. You're there for quite a few reasons. Mainly for lashing out at a co-worker at a job you worked at. You killed him, actually. What happened was, you used to be a good person. You would do anything for anyone. You had a good reputation at work.

But your co-workers bullied you. No matter what you did, they would walk all over you. They'd call you names. Message horrible things to you. Spread horrible rumors about you and even go out their way to try and get you fired and accuse YOU of causing trouble when THEY did the deed. 

They'd even try to physically harm you if they saw you mess up the slightest thing. The worst was a co-worker named Thomas Billings. He was the ultimate evil. And the main reason everything about you changed so drastically.

Three years within working with them, you were starting to change. You'd be less responsive when they'd talk to you. You weren't as happy with seeing people. Your boss was concerned about you. Only person in your workplace that was. 

Thomas would call you a freak for it. Spit on you. And so on. It was bad enough you grew up in a toxic household, but still remained sweet. But now... all of that was about to disappear. One day, you could not take much more of Thomas's crap. The day of reckoning came... for him.

You went insane. You kicked Thomas down and the others were shocked by this. You didn't care, though. You looked as though a demon had taken over you. You grabbed a long two-pronged fork and stabbed him in the eyes with it. He screamed, but you didn't stop. Oh no.

You kept stabbing him in places and this caused everyone around you to freak out and scream at the horrific sight. You however laughed. It was a more deranged laugh. Your boss didn't see the you she once noticed. Now she saw a twisted demonic being in you. 

Thomas was killed from all of that and your boss Laney had no choice but to turn you in. Cops came and arrested you. They took Thomas' body to the morgue. Everyone else was left in shock and traumatized from witnessing all of that. They were shocked that you of all people snapped and did just that. They even regretted letting the bullying towards you keep going. A couple workers now suffer from PTSD from seeing that.

But what happened was, you were deemed too insane for prison time. Instead, you were placed in a mental institute. If you were to try and lash out, they'd put you in a strait jacket. You were heavily sedated when the doctors took you outside.

Right now, you're in your room. You have your own room and there's a reason you do. Doctors don't want to risk having you freak out or lash out on other patients. Especially ones less insane than yourself. You do happen to be one of the most violent patients. And it would be bad if you were to ever escape.

You're humming the song Last Kiss by Pearl Jam as you sit there on your bed. It's one of the 90s songs your single mom Lisa would play for you when you were a little girl. Since you were born in the early 90s and she played a lot of Pearl Jam or Soundgarden or whatever. 

She sadly passed away three years ago from heart failure. Part of that effected the way you are, too. That's why you lashed out worse than you thought. Thomas kept on bullying you, even after your mom had died. And the pain and anger got to you. Though while stabbing and murdering him, you were laughing maniacally to cover that up.

You hear the door being opened and you look over. You see a female doctor walking in and you grin and say, "Ah... Dr. Johnson. How do you do, ma lady?~" You giggle. She says, "Come on. Time for your bath." You stand up and you stretch. You say, "Ahh, that's nice. Gonna wash me up down there a bit?~" You grin. 

She looks at you and says, "Best behavior, (Y/N). You're lucky it's me coming to bring you up. But I'll need you to cooperate." You smirk and you say, "Sure thing, sexy.~" She sighs and she grabs you by your arms, but not too hard. 

She brings you out of your room and she says, "After your bath, you'll get your food." You lean your head on her and you say, "Mm, feed me mommy.~" She says, "I mean it, (Y/N)." You say, "Fine. I'll behave." You move your head up.

She brings you upstairs and to the bathrooms. A male doctor who is Dr. Wilburt says, "Have you got them?" Dr. Johnson says, "Yes, sir. I'm taking them in right now for a bath." He says, "Good. We'll be in with a sedative if they act up." Dr. Johnson says, "Very well." 

She brings you into the bathroom and there are a few tubs, showers, etc. She says, "Alright, (Y/N). Strip down." You face her and you smirk. You pull your shirt up and off. You get your pants down as well and you say, "Mm, I bet you like what you see huh, Dr. Johnson? Wanna get in the tub with me, sweet cheeks?~" You make a rawr sound. 

She says, "Just get in the tub." You say, "Sure thing.~" You grin and you chuckle. You knew she was already used to your behavior by now. You step into the already filled tub and it was just filled, so the water is still hot. 

You hum as she washes you up with soap, shampoo, conditioner, etc. She says, "You're behaving. That's good." You say, "For a hottie like you? Who wouldn't? I doubt your man does any fucking thing for you." She says, "What was that?" You say, "Nothing." She sighs and says, "He does seem to be out a lot more than usual." 

You say, "Help me escape and I'll kill him like I killed Tommy boy." You chuckle. She says, "Shh. Enough. You're lucky I'm easy on you, (Y/N)." You look at her and you say, "Just saying, cutie. No chick like you deserves to be cheated on." She says, "(Y/N). I can assure you, he's not doing that." You say, "Hmm... Keep telling yourself that, sweetie. I've seen it all before I got here." 

She washes you up and rinses you with water. She says, "Stand up for me." You stand up and she drains the tub. She gets you out and you cling to her. You look right at her. She says, "Alright. Here's a towel for you." She grabs a towel and she dries you off. You lick your lips as she dries you below.

She wraps the towel around your body and you look at her saying, "You're cute.~" You pull her in for a kiss and she gasps and blushes. The doctors run in and they pull you away from Dr. Johnson. They sedate you and you feel faint. You say, "S-so fucking... worth it." You pass out. 

Another female doctor who is actually the matriarch Dr. Sue Rhymes says, "Dr. Johnson. Are you alright?" Dr. Johnson says, "Y-yeah. I'm... I'm fine. Get them to their room. I'll feed them later." Dr. Rhymes says, "You're a brave soul for tolerating this one, Dr. Johnson. They're dangerous." 

She says, "I'll be alright, ma'am. Thank you." Dr. Rhymes says, "It's a damn shame they used to be a good person at one point." The doctors get you dressed, out of that bathroom and back down to your room.

(Time skip.)

You're back in your room and it's 9pm. You're laying back on your bed. You hear the door opening and you sit up. The door is actually opened and there are no doctors there. You realize it. This gave you the opportunity for one thing. Escape. 

You grin and you get up. You walk towards the door and you peek out. You hear this, "Pss." You look to your left to see... Dr. Johnson. You sigh and you smile and say, "Aah. Doctor hottie. Hey.~" She whispers, "Shh. (Y/N). I have the cameras off in this premise. Get out while you can, okay?" 

You smile and you say, "I knew there was something different about YOU, Dr. Johnson." She says, "Run. Don't stop. Those escape routes will shut in less than thirty seconds if they catch you escaping. My suggestion is that you go through the ventilation system. Now go." You grin and you run. 

You find a vent and Dr. Johnson leaves from that premise. She heads upstairs. You get in the vent and you crawl through. You find the door of the vent that leads outside. You grin and you say, "Yes. Freedom." You kick the door a few times and the lid falls out and lands on the ground outside.

You crawl out and you land on the ground with a little thud. You get yourself up and you laugh a bit. You say, "Ahh. Freedom, baby. I will however miss those soft moist lips of Dr. Johnson's. But time to move on. I'm free." You walk off.

You walk down the sidewalk until you stumble upon a gate. You look through and you see a large colorful building. You say, "Wait a minute. Is that... Playtime Co?" Sure enough, it's the company you remembered as a child. Since you remember the whole Poppy Playtime franchise. Huggy Wuggy was your favorite. 

You look around and you look towards the building. You grin and you say "May as well reside here for now. Nobody should get to me here." You get through and you walk towards the building.

(To be crazy...)