Rosealie Heights Mental Asylum- 10:54am

You don’t remember much, but the last you remember is ambulances. The loud blaring siren was echoing in your ears. You squinted open your eyes to see bright flashing red and blue lights. You turn to your left and see your house on fire.

Before, you were just sitting in your room. Your parents started arguing and something snapped. Your vision left and came back. It went black. Your vision regained as you ran out of the house, holding a bloody knife. You killed your parents and had burned the house down. But you weren’t in control, you didn’t know what had happened.

You wake up in a white bright room. You don’t remember going to court or anything. You have a hospital bracelet on and you’re wearing a white baggy shirt, and blue scrub pants. You have mittens on your hands so you cannot hurt yourself. Your door is opened. You slowly stand up, shaking a bit as you leave the room. It’s a huge room, full of quiet activities, and other people. The other people are wearing the same uniform. Someone approaches you. He’s really tall and his skin is an inhuman color.. his skin is a grey-blue, and it fades to black on his hands. He has bandages over his eyes and there’s a black fluid coming down like tears.