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XXXXXX Mental instatue.
Building X
Level X
Room XX
“.... You hear voices?”
“I think the problem is sir, that you cant hear them. Or see them.”
“See them? You see them?”
“Of course I do. I’d just be crazy if I couldn’t see them.”
The way Doc looked at Patient 723 made them….. uncomfortable. He looked at 723 as if they were dumb. No - not dumb. That was a different word. Crazy, maybe? Unstable? How were they to know - in 723’s opinion, they thought they were perfectly fine.
But no one had ever really asked about their opinion.
Doc glanced from 723 to the iPad in his hands. Doc was a nice guy - they would give him that. But 723 only ever paid much attention to Doc’s - it was slightly plump, chubby even, with a couple of tiny scars littering it from patients who, according to B.B, a fellow patient, went Feral. Doc would always deny this, smiling with his shiny white teeth and his nice-looking green eyes. His eyes weren’t anything special, but they were a whole lot better than 723 boring looking ones. His neatly combed black hair would bounce along with the rest of his body when he laughed or giggled.
The only time Doc wasn’t smiling was when 723 sessions got too……. irregular.
‘I’ve seen and heard a lot of things.’ 723 had heard him say once. ‘But you… you surprise me.’
723 was about to start to wonder what he meant, but Doc’s voice dragged them out of their thoughts.
“Youll have to go on some new medicine starting on th….... ”
The words came out muffled and fuzzy, in a way that made 723’s head spin, and a familiar headache slowly started to creep up, deep into their brain. 723 never told Doc about their headaches.
They never told him about how bad the headaches made their head hurt.
Or when his headache started to arrive, so did the spine-flaming, throat-chilling sensation that made him need to vomit.
Or how the voices grew louder when the headaches rolled in.
And, of course, 723 would certainly have never told Doc about how everything would fall apart.
Everything would go black.
Everything would go numb, and everything would feel like needles, and then… nothing.
The headaches disappear a quickly as they arrived, and 723 suddenly realized that they had been holding eye contact with a very uncomfortable looking Doc.
“R? Are you ok? You’ve been staring at me for about 3 minutes-”
“I’m feeling just fine... When am I getting these meds again?”
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