Walls of white and empty heads, with eyes as dead as their spirits.This place was the end of the line, when you can no longer hide it.They had come for him a few days ago.Before this madness, his time was nearly over.He’d been given 4 years to finish his masterpiece.The first 2 books had received critical acclaim and it’s topics involved everything from love to the true nature of the human condition.
“Time for your pills, Mr. Noble” said the nurse.
He looked up to see a strong young woman, whose name he did not know.This place was designed to appease the patients, but it only works if you’re mad.In the small capsule, 2 pills.Designed to twist reality, and bring him back to their world. He looked up and saw her.
The woman sitting across.She was dressed just like him.Only she wasn’t a patient.She was not supposed to be here at New Amsterdam’s Center for the Mentally Disabled.
“Are you really meaning to take those? After all, you’re not sick”
“I know I’m not sick, and yet, you’re here”
“I’m good company”