I look at him and I feel nothing, I hear him scream and I feel nothing. I don't know why i haven't killed him, there's a voice in my mind telling me I should. He just like all the other mad men in this Asylum. He's becoming stronger.

"Stop moving or else." My god, it sickens me to touch him, but he won't stop trying to resist the medicine. I've giving him the strongest dose he should be dead by now with all the things I've done too him but he's alive. I look at him and I feel.....nothing