Something was all kinds of not right tonight. The fear that the delusions were taking him over again was strong, and 'Calder' was desperate to find a night nurse or orderly to explain what was going on...
Because there had to be a perfectly logical explanation. He was getting better. He was. He knew who he was, he knew what was real....
At least he thought he did, until he found himself in a more main hallway, facing a scene that was right out of a nightmare. Or one of his delusions.
Or possibly the Bible...what the fuck was going on?
"No..." he mumbled, instinct telling to back away from whatever vicious fight was taking place in the hallway. Real or not. He knew there were tricks the doctors had taught him, to help stave off the hallucinations, but he couldn't remember any of them. Fear had kicked in and he couldn't remember much of anything, when faced with the scene before him.
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Something was all kinds of not right tonight. The fear that the delusions were taking him over again was strong, and 'Calder' was desperate to find a night nurse or orderly to explain what was going on...
Because there had to be a perfectly logical explanation. He was getting better. He was. He knew who he was, he knew what was real....
At least he thought he did, until he found himself in a more main hallway, facing a scene that was right out of a nightmare. Or one of his delusions.
Or possibly the Bible...what the fuck was going on?
"No..." he mumbled, instinct telling to back away from whatever vicious fight was taking place in the hallway. Real or not. He knew there were tricks the doctors had taught him, to help stave off the hallucinations, but he couldn't remember any of them. Fear had kicked in and he couldn't remember much of anything, when faced with the scene before him.
"No, no, no, this isn't real...."