Molly lay on the bed in her room. She had been taken into the psych ward for an evaluation, to determine if she was truly insane or not. She knew better, but her chances of escaping and killing Sparrow, were better if she was in a psychiatric hospital than in a prison cell. Knowing this, she had started screaming about bigfoot coming in and attacking her as soon as the cops arrived. As predicted, they took her to the fifth floor, and now it was a wait game.
Smiling to herself, Molly thought of ways she could escape. She was smart, she knew she could...
A hard tug had Molly screaming as she was dragged from her bed and through the wall.
“What the f**k?” Molly shouted fearfully.
Looking up a man... no not a man... bigfoot... a bigfoot at least twelve feet tall stood over her.
“Wha.
