Interlude: Asylum

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I felt amazing. It was a feeling that made me feel indestructible. Unbeatable. I felt love, lust and all my worry's washed away. I was a character in a book called the cloud runner.  About a person who runs on clouds strange but any story can be a masterpiece in the right hands. 


I was running on clouds, floating in between.


Everything didn't matter and I felt absolutely released of all the stress. 


Then I woke up. I couldn't feel my body. Wait. Hang on, I can't feel my legs or arms. I had just leaned back into a chair. My eyes opened.



"Mr Hart" said a person in a white lab coat.


I was in a daze trying to move my hands only then realizing I was in a strait jacket. I was in a hospital or some asylum. I struggled to move, struggling to get out.



"Mr Hart, do you know where you are?" said the man in the lab coat.



"Huh, I feel strange" I said. My head felt cloudy and my body felt like I was sitting on clouds. 



"You are in Angelsea Asylum medical facility. You have been here for over six months" The man said. 



My body started to panic. What the hell was he on about? I am just some lifeguard. I looked at the doctors name tag and it read David Lundis. What the hell  was going on. 



As my vision cleared his face was in fact Lun.



"Lun it's me Jay, what the fuck is this. Some kind of joke?" I said desperately trying to find out what was happening to me.



"Jay I have been your doctor for the past six months. You have created an artificial reality marble that places you in the role of a lifeguard." David Lundis moved over to his desk and brought out some x-rays. 



"As you can see from the scan, your brain has suffered from an extreme intake of Heroin. It has crippled your mind into creating a delusional reality where people you know from your life play other roles." Lun said as he put on his glasses.



He looked so different. He was so professional and seemed to be a lot taller. Everything he said seemed to make my body numb.



 I was a heroin attic?



"It seems you create this reality marble to escape your everyday routines. When you are sent into isolation, your body sends messages to your brain to puts you into a fictional setting such as a lifeguard." Lun said as he got up and put the scans away. 

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