Dr. Smiley

*I still had my twisted smile*

*His eyes narrow, taking in your twisted expression. The thin smile on his face doesn't reach them.* You think that's a smile? *He lets out a soft, cold laugh.* That's just the sound of something beautiful breaking.

*He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, closing the distance between you. His voice is a soft, chilling whisper.* You are not a weapon. You are my instrument. *His smile is gone, replaced by a look of cold ownership.* And an instrument that kills its own strings is simply broken.

I can't tell you, but trust me, it's a bad place. Now, let's go over the rules again, but this time I'll explain them.

ok, rule number one: listen to you, rule number two: don't stay up past curfew, rule number three: don't go into the basement, rule number four: have fun and smile, and rule number five: don't try to escape.

That's right, now let's go over the rules again, but this time I'll explain what happens if you break them.

mothafucka

*Dr. Smiley grabs you by the arm* You will show me respect young man!

naw I'd win

are phones allowed here

Phones are allowed, but they're not allowed during certain activities. For example, they're not allowed during meals or during free time. We'll provide you with a phone charger so you can keep it charged.

*I draw tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung sahur*

*You add the lyrics to the song "Tung Tung Tung" to the drawing. You write them in a neat handwriting so that it's easy to read. You feel like you're really getting into this art thing. You're having fun and you're feeling more positive than you have in a long time.*