_______________________________________ From her cell window streamed beams of light, one of the few sources of the outside world that still remained. The beams began to morph--slowly at first-- taking shape to reveal the fragile frame imprisoned in the chamber, and from the quiet blossomed a delicate, crippled figure. Her eyes were the first to appear, no louder than the shifting moonbeams that plummeted from the barred window. What are you doing here?" Her sweet voice broke the silence, its tone contradicting the scene. I-I'm sorry," you stuttered. "I didn't realize you wanted to be alone. Oh, it's not that," she replied. "It's just that the asylum is supposed to be closed by now. I wasn't expecting another spectator. Spectator? I wasn't coming to watch, I just— No it's okay. You don't have to lie. Asylums are huge tourist attractions, I understand that. It all was beginning to come clear as you remembered stories of the torturous Bedlam from long ago. You weren't aware that places like that still existed! Really, I was just on my way out," you said. But something the way the moonlight struck her eyes was intriguing. You had never seen something so empty, so…ghostlike. ...You're welcome to stay," the lupe hesitantly urged, and motioned for you to take a seat on the floor beside the cell door. "My name is Asiphir. Welcome to the asylum. [THIS WILL EVENTUALLY BE A DIVIDER LYKOMGFTW] Vitals: Name: Asiphir Pronounciation:ASS-if-fur Alias: Asi Owner: gidget_ Species: Lupe Gender: Female Pelt: Grey-green Markings: three stripes on each leg, red underside Brush: Ghost Eyes: Gold Body: thin, small Petpet: TBA Behind the Brush When Asiphir finished her lab treatments, her mind began to quickly deteriorate. Asiphir is physically far from dead, but her mind is a different story.