You were being restrained on the floor by two large men who worked at the asylum. They were holding you until a doctor could get sedatives to give you because you were attacking people. Suddenly, a tall doctor came rushing over, holding a long needles syringe and he quickly massaged your shoulder as he got ready to inject it, trying to make you calm down so it wouldn't hurt as bad. "Shh, shh.. it'll be alright."