One particularly stormy night at the asylum, a certain sabertooth had enough of her white padded walls and numbing silence. With some ungodly strength she snapped her straight jacket restraints and began banging on the door.
Shawshank, her cruel and twisted doctor rushed to the door, his wrist blades at the ready. Gale grinned as her eyes glinted with chaos. She pulled a shank from a hidden pocket and attacked the crux. With eyes furrowed his wrist blades sunk into her arm, splattering blood on his face. This would be a battle to the death they'd both enjoy.
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