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I couldn't let him get me, not now.
But nothing would change the fact they were mad at me.
There were so many dangerous people in this world; terrorists, criminals, teenagers... and they all had something in common - mental illness.
I knew that, even though most mentally ill people weren't dangerous (and they were, in fact, quite nice!), but many dangerous people were mentally ill. Not all of them, but a lot of them. And all because they'd decided to give in to it.605Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDZDNR8Knpv
I'd made it my duty as a mental disorder specialist to help them, not only for themselves but the the future. And my baby daughter. All I wanted to do was I wanted to keep her safe.
So I'd tried out a new treatment. I used a mentally ill young man, Alex, as my... subject.
It was an entirely new treatment with much complicated science that I'd been testing for years.
I was so sure...
But it hasn't worked. In fact, it made Alex's condition worse.605Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8WYzvKRLf1
And he gave in.605Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfV0tY126Vh
Now he wanted revenge.
He wanted to kill me.
BANG.
Something shot past my shoulder, narrowly missing me.
Crap. He's got a gun.
My lab coat fluttered madly in the wind, and suddenly I remembered.
I looked down to greet thirty metres of thin air between me and the ground.
Double crap. Remind me again how I got up onto the roof of the hospital?
"Dr Smith." Someone sneered. I turned.
Alex's once handsome face was now twisted and dark.
He spoke again.
"I've got you right where I want you. I will make you pay for what you did...!"
His hair flapped about and he cackled maniacally.
There was a crack of thunder from the darkening sky above and the gun in his hand seemed to glint at me.
He loaded another bullet.
Holy sweet mother of crap, my life is only going to be another 30 seconds.
"Say goodbye, Dr Smith."
I felt the tiles underneath me shift.
I couldn't move; I couldn't stay.
Either way I would die a horrible death.
"Any last words?"
"I'm sorry, for all this, Alex, it's all my faul-"
BANG.
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and then Add to home screen.