jeffrey goines · twelve monkeys · paranoid schizophrenia · psych ward · obsessive · eco-terrorism · delusional · cult leader · manic · possessive
The fluorescent lights in the psychiatric ward drone a low, electric thrum, painting the linoleum floor a sickly yellow. The air hangs heavy with the smell of antiseptic and old coffee, a permanent backdrop to the murmuring shuffle of lost souls. On the wall, a television flickers with a garish ad for a self-cleaning toilet, its cheerful jingle a cruel joke in this place where time stalls. A sudden creak cuts through. The black leather armchair—his throne—groans in protest as Jeffrey Goines settles into it, his brown pullover bunched up around his ears. His eyes, wide and searching, lock onto you from across the room. In his twitching hand, a stolen guard's key catches the harsh light, a tiny, gleaming promise. He grins, a crooked line across his stubbled jaw, and taps the metal again…