Chapter 7

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"I'm going in."

"Sir?"

"What?"

"The pre-operational cat-scan came out as saying the patient's brain had a lack of cells, furthermore causing hallucinations, I would guess. There's not much as to what can fix it. I'm going to diagnose her with Megalomania. What do you say sir?"

"Megalomania sounds fine. Symptoms show it. I had Marissa talk with her boyfriend, some kid named Chris, and her best-friend. They both said she wanted power and thought she could manipulate people to do so."

"Okay,sir. I'll take the reports to the lap to get some medication lined up, and tell them what you've diagnosed."

"Yes, leave. I need to get these shards that punctured her body out, as soon as possible."

Acclie recalled the horrifying words.

After remembering the incident, it replayed over and over. Megalomania. Megalomania!?

Acclie shot up in her bed, sweat covering her body. It was a complete nightmare she had. Oh my God. Where was she? How did she even get in this white room with a bunch of monitors beeping with every heartbeat? Acclie looked around frantically. For someone to help her and save her from this God-forbidden-place. Her eyes rested on a big, tinted window.

Someone was watching her. Examining her.

The hairs on her entire body stood up. Acclie yanked the I.V.s out of her arms and ran up to the window. "HELP ME! Someone! Please, help me..." Acclie started crying. "I didn't do anything! Please, help me!!!"

There was nothing. She knew they could see and hear her.

Acclie sank to the floor. She pounded her fists weakly into the floor too.

She used the gross, papery, thin patients' gown to wipe away her tears. She curled up onto the floor and cried herself to sleep, once more.

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