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Rick Anderson, a well-renowned psychiatrist, was heading for Room 13 in the Maryland State Asylum. There, he would be having an interview with Dr. Monty S. Stein, who had gone crazy in the hospital he worked at one year ago. Rick was sure that Dr. Stein was a healthy person, and would be sure to prove he is guilty. Rick walked into the room. There, he saw a man in a hospital coat, with blood stains on it. He had well-groomed brown hair and had a small mustache above his lip. He sat there, petting a small rock. The guard near the door was watching Dr. Stein with eyes filled with hate. Rick sat down at the table and said, "how do you do Dr. Stein". Stein only answered with a nod. Rick said, "So, what is the rock for"? Stein pet the rock more and said in a very calm, yet somewhat heartless way, "He's my pet. His name is Charles. I found him when I was on a walk around the asylum. Isn't he amazing"? Rick said, "Yes, indeed. Anyway, Dr. Stein, I would like for you to tell me the events that occurred at St. Charleston Hospital". Stein looked up and said, "Do you mind if I draw the events. It helps me remember more clearly". Rick nodded and handed Dr. Stein a pen and a notebook. Stein then began to draw. As he did, he began to remember what happened that day in the hospital one year ago.

"I was finishing up another operation. It was a successful one. I was always able to help anyone in need of it. I was known as one of the few doctors that had never ever lost a patient. I was well respected among the hospital. However, one day, my wife, Charlene. She got into such a terrible accident. The other driver was able to survive, but had multiple injuries. My wife... She wasn't so lucky. I met that man from the accident in the hospital the next day. I later learned he was just a slum drunk, and he was under the influence at the time of my wife's death. That's when I snapped. I took the scalpel from the table and I just began to stab him. I watched as he stared in horror as I kept stabbing and stabbing. I then took the bloody scalpel, and slit his throat. I watched as he bled all over himself and chocked on his own blood. I just smiled at the site. Once he bled to death, I sewed the wounds shut, and changed his clothing and threw the others away. After that, I just felt the sudden urge to kill someone else. So, from that day on, I just kept killing and killing. Each death was more unique. Weather it be strangling someone with the IV cord or disemboweling them during a private operation. It was beautiful. Sure it cost me my perfect record, but my sanity was too far gone to care anymore. Finally, I made on mistake, which cost me my freedom. Two parents brought there sick child into the hospital. I was chosen to be the doctor. So, when he was brought into the room, and when the parents went outside, I began to do the unforgivable. I got onto the bed, and I began to strangle the child with my own two hands. It was an odd feeling, but I did it anyway. However, the child was stronger then I thought. He ripped his hands off and shouted for his parents. I then got the scalpel and cut his throat. I then started to slice him as much as I could. however, it was too late. His parents heard, rushed in, and saw as I tore out each of his insides one by one. The police then came and arrested me. And now, I am here in the asylum for the rest of my days".

Rick sat there for a moment and said, "Well, thank you Dr. Stein, for your cooperation.... May I please have my pen back"? Dr. Stein smiled and said, "You know, I have been in this room quiet a lot. I can even make out where the video camera is" He pointed to a small black spot on the corner and said, "It's right there". Rick, a little irritated, said, "Dr. Stein. The pen, please". Dr. Stein smiled and said, "Of course you can have it back". Suddenly, Dr. Stein stabbed the pen into Rick's neck and yanked it out and watched as he shot blood out like a fountain. The guard then rushed at Dr. Stein with a nightstick, but the got stabbed in the eye with the pen. As the guard screamed in pain, Dr. Stein picked up the rock and threw it at the camera, breaking it. Dr. Stein then picked up the nightstick and beat the guard to death with it, trying to avoid getting any blood on the uniform. Once he was finished, he put on the guards uniform, walked outside, and said, "Dr. Stein is on the loose". Soon, the whole asylum was in a frenzy. As they ran around looking for Dr. Stein, the real Dr. Stein was walking through the front doors of the asylum and was walking outside, ready to continue his murderous ways.