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Reaching the seventh level of the mental ward, he exited out the elevator and walked forward into the white hallway that had five doors, two on each side left and right, but on the end of the hall had a metal door that was the fifth .

His heel of his shoe clicked on the polished wooden floor as he walked toward it, his hand reaching into his coat pocket to pull out a silver key and inserted it into the keyhole and a sound of click was heard.

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He heard his door open but didn't care to stand up from his bed that he was laying down with his eyes closed knowing who it was.

"I see you finally used the oil pastel hmm?"Said the doctor looking at him and saw his fingertips bright red." I suppose you painted with the red,well then I will check what have you drawn."

The doctor walk to his bed and reached to grab the sketching pad that lay on his chest and examined the painting closely."You got inspiration from the latest death have you not."Stated the doctor with no hesitation in his voice but was slightly harden.

No replied was given to him, just silence.

The painting was portrait of a patient with wound on his chest, but the wound resemble a bloody red rose that blossom finally free from it's bud.

He didn't know he should wowed in a awe of just vivid the rose was or be disturbed by the haunting Beauty of it.

He decided that both seem like the answer but strangely enough he wasn't surprise nor shocked what Daniel have drawn.

He had been his doctor for the past month.

He was still wondering what Daniel was and how come he was more interesting than the other thirty-four patient that was keep locked up in this part of the hospital.

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The others were a rowdy bunch of teenagers all them having a different personality but some of them were just hellions, others an emotional wrecks, and the rest were just out of their minds.

Daniel wasn't nether of those three categories, instead he was quite but not timid and not plain boring like the patients that were right side of the building that were not mentally ill just there for common reasons.

He had an artistic skill that was beyond modern art, it was morbid and alluring.

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