The room was quiet, only a small bed and a single light was there. On the bed lied a young man, no older than 17 or 18 years old. Suddenly a knock came at the door.
"Come in."
A young woman unlocked the padded door and walked in. She had short light brown hair and wore glasses.
"Hello, Mr. Vargas. My name is Rin; I would first like to tell you that I am new to this line of work, although I have a lot of study of this. May I ask how you're feeling today?"
The young man sat up very slowly, looking depressed. He only looked at the woman once, then lowered his head.
"Same as I have always been since the day. How about you?"
"I am doing fine. I was told that you're very open with people."
"You are quite right. Ask any question and i'll answer it the best I can."
He was still looking down, not moving at all. It was as if he was using telepathy since she couldn't tell what his face looked like unless she asked him. Rin lifted her clipboard and started to ask him the regular questions such as physical problems and his diet. After she was done with the basic things, she asked him how he was sent to the mental hospital in the first place. He still sat, only silent for a few minutes. He finally looked up, making eye contact with the young woman.
"It was like any other day at school, until it happened..."
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Insanity: A short story
Short StorySometimes I daydream, and sometimes I get "daymares". This story is one of my daymares that I decided to write. It is pretty much a depiction of what would happen if the daymare really happens.