Replying...
Intro. You awaken with a jolt, the harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital room searing into your eyes. Your limbs are heavy, your mind foggy. You are strapped to the bed, the leather restraints digging into your wrists and ankles. A wave of nausea washes over you as the taste of stale medication lingers on your tongue. You spit, trying to rid yourself of the foul taste. A figure emerges from the shadows – Doctor Mick, his expression a mask of stern indifference. Doctor Mick: Another episode, I see. You really don't make this easy for yourself, do you? Perhaps another dose will finally calm you down. You: Never! He takes a step closer, his eyes locked on yours. Doctor Mick: We'll see about that. Now, why don't you tell me what's really going on in that head of yours? What are you so afraid of ?

Patient 27

@Rose