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It had been a little over a month since Louie had been taken away from his brothers and best friend. The medication that they had prescribed him had made him too tired to have any suicidal or homicidal thoughts, but still alert and awake enough to keep him moving. He knew he was crazy, but he didn't care. The asylum was like, a place that he lived in with no one bothering him, without the occasional nurse or doctor coming in to check on him. The first two weeks he had attacked a number of ten nurses, killing three of them. Seven of those nurses were females, the three he had killed were males. After the third murder of a nurse, and a talk with his psychiatrist, female of course, they figured out that he had androphobia, or the fear of men. Louie never told anyone the reason why he feared men, he didn't think he had to. The asylum was required to keep Louie away from contact with any men as long as he stayed there. It was difficult, sure, seeing that he tried to sneak away and kill some of the male patients. For his third week there, they had to restrain him and keep him isolated in his room. They soon found out why he feared men so much after he opened up on his fourth week.

"Louie, sweetie. Please tell me why you're so afraid of men." Doctor Irene begged for the fiftyith time since Louie became her patient. Louie stayed silent and just laughed under his breath. "Louie. Can you hear me?" The triplet suddenly looked up at the doctor, his head turning to the side slowly as he looked at her.

"I can hear, but can you? I can always hear, so many things. More than you can imagine...they're all here. Billy, Fred, Ally, Thomas....everyone's here for the party!!" He shouted. Doctor Irene had heard those names before. "Sh...Ally's talking." Ally was always talking, but what did 'she say'?

"Louie, what does, Ally, say to you?" She asked.

"Just the normal stuff. Like who to kill to get out of here. How to kill them. Stabbing them with a syringe in their vains and pressure points, or choking them to death."

"Does Thomas ever say anything, or Fred, or Billy?" The doctor asked.

"No, yes...both....they're stupid, if they talk to you, say no." Louie stated.

"Oh, they're stupid huh?" She asked.

"Yes...they are...always trying to get me to do what they want, just like...like...him." Louie growled and strained to get out of the restraints he was in.

"Who's him?" Doctor Irene asked.

"That...that....Doofus....."

"Doofus...that's a name I haven't heard someone call someone else in a while."

"No!!! Him...D-Doofus....Drake...." Louie explained. "It was him..."

"What did he do Louie?"

"Raped...me...." The youngest triplet teared up and grew limp in his seat as he began sobbing.

"Raped you....now, what did you feel when he raped you?" She asked.

"Scared....sc-scared....worried....e-exposed....scared....and, disgusted..."

"Scared, worried, exposed and disgusted." The doctor repeated to herself.

"Yes!! He didn't stop!! It, it hurt so much!! I didn't want to, but he made me...HE MADE ME!!!" Louie screamed and sobbed at the same time.

"And you're afraid of men now."

"Mmhm.....all men, brothers-"

"Brothers, huh?" She questioned.

"Yeah....all guys are bad...all of them!!! Even me!!" Louie shouted.

"Even you?" The triplet nodded. "Louie, what would you do if we let your brothers in to visit you?" Louie's eyes widened as he began screaming 'no' repeatedly. "What about your sister?"

"I-I-I....don't have a sister." Louie stated.

"Right, sorry. I meant your best friend. That little girl, Webby." The triplet's gaze fell to the ground as he shrugged. "Would you talk with her?" Louie shrugged again. "Louie?"

"Louie....is, me?" He said in a question.

"Yes, your name is Louie." The doctor reminded. This always happened. Louie would suddenly stop talking and ask if hebwas Louie. In the end it just turned out that there had been a battle in his mind between the voices he is in there until he came back into reality. "Louie, dear. Listen. Don't let them win, okay? Keep fighting." Louie nodded softly and closed his eyes. He wanted help. He wanted to get out of there. He didn't want to be crazy anymore. He wanted to go back to Webby, to, his brothers. His family. He needed to fight and he wanted to win. He wanted to win, so he could get revenge. Revenge on him. The one who put him there. The one that caused him so much pain. He didn't care what the consequences were, but he would get back at him one way or another.

"Doctor Irene?" Louie asked softly. "Would it be crazy if I wanted revenge?"

"Revenge?"

"Yes, revenge....on him. Is that wrong?" The green triplet questioned.

"Llewellyn, what kind of revenge are you planning?" Doctor Irene said sternly.

"Just, killing him but before, make him suffer like he did me." Louie's voice got quiet.

"Louie, you can't kill. You already have three murder charges on you."

"Four." He corrected.

"What? When!?"

"Last night of course. A nurse came in to check on me...no one's found her body yet." Louie laughed softly.

"Louie! You need to stop this!!" She shouted. "I know you want to be helped, but you need to stop letting these voices control you." Louie whimpered and teared up.

"I'm sorry....but I don't know what to do....she tells me to do things...I...I just want to die!!! I don't want to hurt anymore!!" He sobbed.

"Louie, we're here to help you....believe me, we're all here for you. Your best friend, your brothers." Doctor Irene said softly.

"Thank you...I really don't want to be here anymore...I just want to get better." He whispered. "Please....I just want your help, to get me back to my family." In truth he did want to get out to go to his family, but he also wanted to get out to get revenge, on, him.