Clad in Embers, Pandemic

[flames]

It was shortly after Flames' discovery of a release that the Nurse decided to come in. "Are you feeling any...Oh my God!"
She found him slumped against the wall, blood trickling down his arms, an almost sadistic smile etched onto his muzzle. "Why hello there, Nurse. I decided to look for a way to ease the pain and I found one..." He closed his eyes and prepared himself once more, utterly content as he stained himself an eerie crimson.

[Arke]

Shaun Wandered the halls freely, or as freely as one can in a mental hospital. Shadow, it seemed, could not assert himself while Shaun was conscious. The doctors knew it, so they let him out when he was safe. Shaun knew it, so he fought sleep whenever he felt Shadow gaining strength. Shadow knew it, and it only fueled his rage. "This is my body!" Shadow screamed, deep within the catacombs he had constructed within Shauns Sub-conscious. It was dark there. And cold. "I took those scars, felt the pain, suffered for that form! And yet I am the one locked away in here! I'll kill him! I'll kill them all! The ones who hurt me, who trap me in here, who embrace him! He is the illness! The plague! Not me!"