• All I could think was, “What the hell?” What was going on? I was what seemed like an ambulance, but I was being restrained down, unable to move. Struggling, I looked around in this cage. There were needles and small bottles full of liquids. Some said things I couldn't even read. I didn't even bother. It already felt like there was something wrong with me.

    Was there some thing wrong with me? I've seemed to wake up with this cage. Two men in white staring at me intently. It was as if I was a dangerous animal. Are they afraid I am going to attack them randomly? Silly, how could I? I am restrained down, how could I possible hurt you.

    My eyes flickered as a second passed and so did theirs. Theirs flickering more urgently now that my eyes flickered. It seemed like their eyes were going to fall right out of their sockets they seemed so wide. They'll fall so far out, the thing holding them in, I will see. I would see right to there brains. It would be my fault, and I would laugh too hard. It would be funny. It'd would be so much my fault as it would be theirs. They were staring at me like that.

    I closed my eyes imaging this more deeply. Blood coming out of their sockets. Then I paused for a brief moment. Was this why they are staring at me? Because I am dangerous animal? I was just steadily imaging their eyes falling out. But like I said, It would be their faults, not mine. No, that's wrong. I can't imagine this!
    “What's wrong with me?!” I some how seemed to scream out.

    Their eyes flew at me as too their hands. It seems now I was struggling to get loose. I was biting them, making them bleed, then blood flowing from my mouth. One guy was holding me while another was holding a needle in his hand coming at my arm. I was screaming almost chocking on some of their blood that was in my mouth still. It seems a river practically flowed into my mouth.

    My head bobbed forward, most of the blood dribbling out. My breathing steadied a little. Everything got a little blurry and mishapped. I tried to reached out, but my hand was restrained only to about an inch. I couldn't grab anything. I tried looking up. But my head seemed to spin a little. I bobbed my head back a little. My head and my eyes finally got the picture, sleep. My body going limp I went to sleep.