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Severe annoyance, maybe downright pissed had been Michael’s state. Sitting, fuming in his room that now held much tighter security. It had all been planned out, years of patiently waiting and plotting gone right down the fucking drain.
One look at him and you might think he had something up his sleeve, or was simply being patient once again. Which was half true, he would be patient in waiting for another chance, to find another flaw in the system and exploit it to his selfish gain. But what the expressionless look upon his face did well was hide just how angry he was about the whole situation.
His previous psychiatrist was gone now, no doubt due to higher ups fumbling about in a disorganised manner. No profession was ever truly organised or ethical and the ones who ran this place and everything connected to it were no exception. Surely he’d be seeing his new psychiatrist any moment now, long as they didn’t change the schedule around in lieu of his failed escape plan.