Dib slowly opened his eyes. He looked around at his surroundings, white cushioned walls were all around him. Dib then looked down, and saw that he was in one of those crazy buckets.
Before Dib could even think, a door that was visible only when opened, quickly opened.
Two men dressed in all white clothing walked into the room.
"Hello big headed child." said one of the men in all white clothing.
"Where am I?" asked Dib.
"You had a psychotic breakdown in the regular hospital." the man in white replied.
"Oh." Dib replied, unsure of what else to say at the moment.
"It was INSANE bro." the other man in white said.
"That's right." said the first man in white. "This kid IS INSANE."
Dib just stared at the two men, unable to clearly think right now, his brain hadn't completely restarted from the temporary coma he was forced into.
Another man in a white lab coat stepped in the room.
"Hello Dib. I'm afraid I have some bad news for you." the doctor said.
"You're way too mentally unstable and dangerous to be present in society. We've decided that you're insane. You'll be confined here for a period no shorter than the rest of your life. Enjoy your stay, bye bye! Oh wait, I almost forgot, your dad's here to see you."
"Hello son." Professor Membrane said, stepping in front of the door way.
"Dad!" Dib exclaimed. "You have to get me out of here!"
"I'm afraid I can't do that son. These intelligent men have decided that you are insane and you are a major threat to yourself and others."
"But Dad!"
"I'm sorry son, but these men are SCIENTISTS, and SCIENTISTS know what's best for the world and it's inhabitants!"
"Why thank you." the doctor said to Professor Membrane.
"No need for thanks." Professor Membrane replied. "I am merely stating the facts, no need to thank me, THANK SCIENCE!"
"What about Zim?" Dib asked.
"There you go about that Zim kid." Professor Membrane said. "I've seen him a number of times, and if he was an alien I would know, if aliens even exist that is. Look son, being obsessed with the supernatural and paranormal and even believing they're real is one thing, but being a murderous psychopath is another. You can still make it in society as a person who believes in fictional beings, just not as a highly successful person. But, you can't be killing people and blowing things up!"
"I never killed anyone or blew anything up!" Dib yelled at his dad.
"Not yet you didn't. And being here will ensure that you don't. You have those tendencies Dib. I'm sorry doctor, I should be letting you explain this, how rude of me, I didn't mean to insult you or offend you, you're the doctor here."
"No worries Mr. Membrane." the doctor replied. "Dib, your father is right though, you are a dangerous, homicidal maniac."
"Dib the Homicidal Maniac." the first man in white said. "It just seems like Johnny would be a more fitting name for you..."
"Well, I have a lot more work I have to do today!" the doctor said. "Plenty more patients to deal with, plenty more paperwork to fill out, much much to do."
"Yes, yes." Professor Membrane said. "You're a very busy man."
"Indeed, I am." the doctor replied.
The last time Dib was in this place, he was teleporting between dimensions, which is how he escaped. But this time he wasn't leaving this dimension, he'd have to figure another way out. Without being able to leave this dimension, it'd be near impossible to escape this facility. Dib had no idea how he would escape, but he knew he had to, he had a mission to complete. He just had to escape this facility, but how?
"Well, I have to go now, and the gentlemen in white have other patients to deal with. I'm afraid visiting time is over Mr. Membrane."
"I understand doctor." Professor Membrane replied. "Science calls!"
"As do my receptionists!" the doctor said.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" everyone laughed, excluding Dib, obviously.
"Ah, comic relief is very important during dark times!" said the first man in white.
"Yep." said the second man in white.
"Well, I have to go now." said the doctor. "I'll have one of my receptionists let you out, Mr. Membrane."
"Ok, we better get going." Professor Membrane said. "Goodbye son."
"Dad! You can't leave me here!"
"I'm sorry son." Professor Membrane said. Then he looked down, shook his head, and said "My poor insane son."
Everyone walked out and shut the door.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Dib yelled, helplessly.
