We Are Not Alone In Here

"I just think that we should discuss this, before you make any rash decisions."

"Don't tell ME that I'm rash! I'm old enough to be your mother!"

"Firstly, you're NOT my mother, old enough, or not. The doctor is coming soon, and the last time you got this upset, someone died!"

"I've had it with your interference! I'll do as I please!"

Harsh fluorescent light shone down upon the lone middle-aged man, who was huddled in the corner of the padded cell, rocking back and forth.

As the door was unlocked, the man's eyes cleared, and he smiled viciously.