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389 pages, Kindle Edition
Published May 20, 2023

ASYLUM: Deep in my mind was a terrifying place. It was where all my demons hid. Where plans were made. Where I decided who lived and who died.
Usually, I let them live just because I had a hard-on for making people scream. Was that a kink? Fuck it. It was mine.
I needed to focus. Always a fucking issue with me. The only time I could keep my shit sorted was when I was asshole deep in blood"
ASYLUM-SETH-SIRENA: I couldn't recall much past that. Everything within my body just felt so... heavy.
Seth.
"Asylum. I'm not Seth. Seth isn't here, firefly. We don't like it when you mix us up. Him for more obvious reasons than me."
I frowned. I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Seth isn't the one who beat you with a shovel and tried to kill you. That was me. Asylum. Seth would never harm a hair on your head."
ASYLUM-SIN: "Asylum tilted his head, his attention focused on Sin. "I know what you're capable of, Sinclair. And I know the date and time of your fall. A Tuesday at one-oh-eight in the morning. Your name will be called, and you'll fall. The ropes will hurt, my friend. And I'll be there to set you free."
Sin said nothing as he took a step back."
ASYLUM-ASHES: "Good. I'm glad you're listening" Asylum smiled, "I promise only good things will happen now. At least for us. The rest of the world will burn... right, Ashes?" He cocked his head at me, his brows crinkled, "You'll be summoned soon. A creature. A Fox. Ah, what a web when you help to kill him. Interesting..."
ASYLUM-SIN: "Seth? Why? Do you like him more than me? I'd understand if you said yes, most people do tend to like him more. They dont know what he's capable of. He's the right hand of Death."
"Then who are you?" Sin raised his brows at me.
"Me? I'm the left hand."
"You asked me why I don't tell the truth. Why don't you?"
"I don't need to tell truths. I show them. Expect the unexpected with us. We like to be fun like that."
ASSHOLE-STITCHES:"Freedom is only a slice away, Malachi. Cut the demons out of your life. Be free, Be happy. Submit to me. Prove you want your sanity, and I'll give you a life you never dreamed possible. Where you don't have to think anymore. Where you aren't haunted. Where you aren't sad."
Tears leaked out of my eyes as I stared down at the blade he'd given me. He was asking me to cut parts of my skin off."
"Everyone in the world has a gift. Some are talkers. Some are doers. Us? We're seers. Invaders. The monsters they don't want you to know about. We slink through the shadows. We listen. We watch. We wait. We know... but it wasn't always so. It's something that slowly became us."

"Who the fuck is Mirage? Church demanded.
I didn't know anyone named Mirage. None of us did.
"You know Mirage. Mirage is one thing outwardly but something else completely inwardly. Mirage wants revenge."
"But you don't know who Mirage is?" Sin asked. "Some fucking Prophet."



