Internal Sin: 069

(CAMERON’S POINT OF VIEW)

Have you ever been abandoned, left to rot away in a cell, and it wasn't just any cell?

A mental unit.

They labeled me as crazy and a psychopath who should be kept in a mental institution, but they had no idea how much these walls were closing in on me, and the longer I was inside, the closer they grew.

Every moment spent here was like a hand wrapped around my neck, cutting off my air supply. I felt suffocated.

I stayed on my bed in the corner; the other patient never got close because my hands were stained with more blood than theirs, and I would not hesitate to stain my hands even more with theirs. Although it was not as intense as it had been, the hunger was still present.

I looked at my nails and realized I needed some red or maybe black nail polish.

Red would look much better because it symbolized a variety of ideas, including my love for Rhys, the color of Blaze's blood, as well as danger and rage. Definitely red. Black, however, would a