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I had been out for a week. I hadn't even noticed that time had passed until I was in that room again, the room with the man that determined my mental state. I hadn't even remembered being brought into this room but here I was. The man's name was Dr. Minroe, he was always wondering. I know this because with every question he asks he says 'I was wondering' or 'I was thinking', it seemed he had a bad habit of saying that phrase over and over again. It reminded me of people who said 'like' every three seconds, it was quite bothersome.

I told him this and he nodded and wondered how I had been this week. I told him I simply could not remember this week. He wondered if the dose I was on was too much for me to handle. He scribbled down that I should go back to my normal dose as I left with two men in white, one of them was Haru.

I was being ushered into the play area where all the crazies could talk to one another and get crazier by listening to each other's lunatic ideas and fantasies. I have one friend in here, his name is Junie and he likes to bite people and he always seems to have drool hanging from his mouth with a blank stare. It was easy to become friends with him, all I had to do was bite him back and we became best buds after that. Now I'm the boss of him and I tell him who I want him to bite and he'll do it for me. It's the only fun I get out of my day but sadly Junie is not here today, he is in an isolation room because he's bitten one too many hands... and other body parts.

So I sit in my secluded area, by the TV that's covered in pleaxi glass just in case of an accident. I raise an eyebrow at a rerun of 'The Brady Bunch', they only play shows that are safe, shows that won't turn the looneys anymore crazy than they already are.

Then, suddenly, something flicks in my brain. It was a moment in hell as I see the blurred figure in the doorway. He's hooded and just watching, pain makes it's way through my body. Crunching, burning, killing. I am...

I am cold and I am metallic and I am wet and I am slipping and I am watching and I am closing my eyes and I am cold and I am slipping.

But I am watching the figure approach, soft lady-like footsteps.

And My body is twisting and I am dead and I am killing and I am burning and I am crunching and I am hunting.

I am tearing and I am watching and I am not here and I am not there.

I am watching and I am hurting and I am slipping.

Smoke and sound surround me.

I am dead.

I am burning.

I am killing.

And I am not here nor am I there.

I hit concrete and I am back in the darkness.

I am wet and I am cold.

The figure in the doorway is smiling.

I am unable to see.

I am screaming.

I am dying and I am cold.

And just like that the flick is gone. I am cut off from some world yet again. Heart racing, body tense. Gaurds move around me. I am in trouble.

Haru is next to me within a second shushing me and rubbing my back slowly. My face is wet, my mouth dry and something hums within me. Calling me home.

I deny it. I don't want to know what that was. I smile at Haru and tell him that I want to go back to my room.

The hallways look the same, it's a maze. Corners and straightways and ceilings and backways and floors and sideways. I am sideways and I walk on walls. I am back in my room Haru is locking my door after ruffling my hair like I was a child. I let him as I sink to the cushioned floor resting my head on the cushioned wall.

I think back to why I am here and I remember the flick but I cannot remember what I had saw during the flick in my brain. There is mush in my brain. It is cracked and bruised and bleeding and pounding and peeling. And the more I try to remember the more I forget and the more I don't want to remember. The mush is taking over and I am enjoying it, right? I don't know, my brain is soft tissue that lights up for only a moment and then i'm braindead again. I don't know if I like the mush in my brain,or the blood that my brain sits in or the bruise on the front part where the mush hasn't gotten to yet.

I laugh loudly and no one response, so I laugh louder until my brain hits my skull and mushes more. I feel like I'm being ripped apart but that does not hurt as much as it sounds like it would. As soon as my brain has settled back into the red liquid lava in my brain I am able to fall asleep. And I do.

I dream of nothing because I am cold.