“Who are you?” Domenic asked, his tone icy as he stared blankly at the intimidating stranger before him.
The man curved his lips and said, “You might think I’m just another patient here, but I’m really just a regular person like you.
In this place, many were perfectly sane when they arrived but were pushed to madness through relentless torture.
Quite a few couldn’t bear the agony and ended their own lives.
This place is like hell.
It’s designed to punish those who’ve supposedly made huge mistakes.
”
“People who’ve made huge mistakes…” Domenic murmured with a low smile.
What was his error? And what had his parents done wrong?
He clenched his teeth, his eyes brimming with bitterness.
Noticing the shift in Domenic’s demeanor and his fists tightening, the man smiled, crossed his arms, and continued, “Whether or not you made mistakes, and the nature of your mistakes, is for them to decide.
If they label you as wrong, then even if you’re right, you’re still wrong in their eyes.
If they say you’re ill, no matter how sane you are, you’re considered sick.
Do you understand why?”
Domenic gave the man a look, eager for an answer.
The man grinned and explained, “Because they wield ultimate power.
This asylum is just a smaller reflection of society.
The director plays God, and his word is law.
I bet the person who sent you here has power beyond ordinary individuals, right?”
“Power…” The light faded from Domenic’s eyes.
He thought of Rupert, who currently held sway over the entire Walsh Group.
Indeed, if Rupert declared Domenic ill, then he would be, regardless of the common knowledge of why Domenic had unraveled.
No one would dare speak up for him.
Rupert had conspired with the asylum director to cut off all of hiss avenues of escape.
They sought to play God with his life.
No, that couldn’t be.
A fierce determination blazed in Domenic’s eyes.
He resembled a wolf cornered in a fight for survival.
Once he broke free, he would rise, a sovereign among wolves.
Seeing this transformation, the man’s lips curled up, and he said, “Only with supreme power can you do as you please and make others accept your truth as reality.
”
“What are you trying to say?” Domenic asked sharply.
The man was clearly pleased with Domenic’s keenness.
“What I’m saying is…” The man’s smile broadened.
“Do you want to take control of your destiny and break free from here?”
Domenic’s eyes widened.
He had indeed considered escaping and had even made attempts.
However, the security system was incredibly tight, and the guards were sharp and vigilant.
They could easily thwart his efforts.
Each failed attempt resulted in increasingly harsh “treatments.
”
Seeing Domenic’s look of shock and disbelief, the man chuckled lightly.
“I can help you.
”
“Why?” Domenic was no longer the naive child he once was.
His gaze was now even more piercing than that of an adult.
“We’ve never met before.
You wouldn’t help me without a reason.
What do you want from me?”
The man appeared slightly taken aback, then laughed.
“You truly are the person I had hoped you’d be.
I won’t keep you guessing.
I’ve heard your surname mentioned as Walsh.
I know the Walsh family is a prominent name in Morcastle.
Only someone with considerable power could have you committed to this asylum, so I figured you must be a Walsh.
To be treated so harshly at such a young age… If I’m right, you must be either the son or the grandson of Jordan Walsh, correct?”
Facing the stern man who proved to be so astute, Domenic couldn’t help but feel a sense of respect for him.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
“You guessed correctly.
My grandfather is the chairman of the Walsh Group,”
Domenic replied candidly, given his current predicament, leaving little room for secrets.
With a confident nod, the man’s expression turned grave.
He looked directly at Domenic and proposed, “If I help you escape, you only need to agree to one thing.
”
“What is that?”