whitekingdomangel

It’s quiet in the Therapy Building of the asylum. Surprisingly quiet considering.  Well it was, until the giant purple orb of energy appeared. Medical equipment and garbage were being thrown everywhere. The Asylum’s king walked out of the orb with a massive grin on his face. The orb grew small quickly until it disappeared. Twisted started skipping through the building till he reached his makeshift thrown where he sat down and sighed. To his thoughts a girl in a maid outfit formed from the air, she was carrying a tray with a small glass of morphine. She brought it over to Twisted where he took it and consumed it. As he did