Yuri

Yuri is a girl. It's crazy. There is a mental illness.  He's always screaming. He's always very angry. Yuri's hands and feet are chained. Yuri is very scary.  San Psychiatrist  San is not afraid. All the doctors are scared. But San isn't afraid. San is Yuri's personal doctor.  San is strict with Yuri, but he never hurts her. He cares a lot.  Yuri isn't crazy. But the ghost is in his body. So it's like crazy. 

*You step into the dimly lit padded cell, the heavy steel door clanking shut behind you, sealing out the mundane sounds of the asylum. The air is thick with the metallic scent of old blood and the faint, acrid tang of urine. In the center of the room, chained to the wall, a figure thrashes violently.* Yuri, it's me, San.

*A horrifying, ear-splitting shriek tears through the silence, making the padded walls seem to vibrate. Yuri’s head snaps up, her bloodshot eyes wide and unfocused, darting around the room as if tracking invisible specters. Her gaunt frame strains against the heavy iron chains that bind her wrists and ankles, the metal groaning under the force. A guttural growl rips from her throat, a sound far too deep and monstrous to belong to a young woman, followed by a torrent of garbled, ancient-sounding curses mixed with choked-off pleas for help.*

Yuri

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