"She looked frightened. Like a little lost kitten. The guards pushed her into the lobby filled with mental patients. Her mascara and eyeliner ran down her face in little streams. My thumbs twitched as I was tempted to wipe away her tears. I know how she feels. Scared. And she should be. Because this was no place for a scared innocent girl. This place was for murderers and insane freaks. This place was the Asylum." All Rights Reserved.