Thank You.

"NO, STOP! PLEASE, GOD!"

"It's going to be ok James! I swear to you, it will all be ok!"

    That was a lie. I knew that it was not going to be ok. These people took us for no reason, NONE. Now I am here, strapped to a table, alone in the darkness. There's only one window, with a shape of a cross, and it sits directly above my head. The only sound that was present was the constant screaming from James and the yelling of the others in the asylum. To think that today was such a good day until now. I was laying down by the lake, looking at the sky, and thinking about the times. Unfortunately, I am now here  listening to people's screams.

    Suddenly, four people walked into my room, all of them males. Three of them had pen and paper while the last was just staring at me methodically.

"Hello William. How do you feel?"

"How di I feel? You kidnaped me and my best friend for no reason!"

"Oh, but there is a reason."

"Well, what is this "reason?""

"We received troubling information from a few of Watts's residents."

"What information?"

"You know what you did, William."

"I don't! I was just minding my own business by the lake until you bastards came and took me away!"

    The man wiped his forehead while letting out a deep breath. "Todd, go ahead and start the Shocker.

"What? No wait!"

   But it was too late. The pain was bad, but the faces of the cold, stern men just looking at me with no expressions was the worst part. The pain was so unbearable that after they shut it off, I was beginning to weep a cataract down my face.

"Admit it."

"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"

"Again!"

"Wait, no please! AHHH!"

"ADMIT IT!"

"I didn't do anything, I swear to god!"

"Ha, funny. Again!"

    They shocked me two more times before I passed out from the pain. when I woke, I was strapped tightly in a bed.  This was the first of many nights that this would happen. I would scream for what felt like hours, then hear the screams of James and a few other patients for the rest of the night. I would go weeks without showering. I would often be forced to still be strapped to my bed even after I soiled it with my waste. At some point, I had had enough and decided to confess my crimes.

"So, you decided to finally admit your crimes?"

"Yes."

"Say it."

"I have laid in bed with another man."

"Who was this man?"

"His name is James. I've been hearing his screams and cries for months now. Is he ok?"

"Of course. He admitted his crimes a month ago. He's even been sent home."

    A sadness slowly creeped through my body. I wondered why I wasn't told, I would of said something a long time ago, but instead I am here. I am suffering. And now I am alone.

"You will be able to shower and go outside the facility for a short period of time. I understand that it's been about a week since you've gotten a nice, hot shower."

    The bastard, It had been two weeks since I've had a good shower. When the water hit my body, I felt a release of relief and happiness, one that can only be comparable to the feeling that many men feel when they hold their son or daughter for the first time. After the shower, one of the nurses took me outside where I could see the sky. It was the most beautiful sky that I have ever threw my eyes upon. I stood there for about five minutes until I was escorted back to my room. At this point, being strapped in my bed was my life now, it was all I knew. I laid in the quiet for about an hour until I heard a voice say, "William."

"Who was that? Where are you!?"

"It's James."

"James? My love?" I said while my voice cracked.

"It is me."

"I don't understand, where are you?"

"I'm so sorry, my love, but I am dead."

"No. I must be going insane. They told me that you were released a month ago!"

"Do you really believe anything that comes out of their mouths? There's no leaving here. They killed me William."

"I am so sorry. Please, take me with you, get me out of this hell."

"It's not your time yet, but I will get you out of here."

"Really? But when? How?

"No time to explain, the men that tortured us are on the way here right now. Just let us handle It."

"Us? But-"

"Good evening William."

"Good evening."

"Now, we got some things planned for you today. After we finish, you will be able to go home and see-" Before he could finish his sentence, his neck snapped off his head. The other men in the room screamed in terror, but before they could run for safety, all of their heads snapped off as well. I should of been horrified, yet I wasn't. I decided to rejoice In the deaths of these monsters.

"HAHAHA!" I yelled viscously.

"Go William. We will handle the rest."

    As I walked through the asylum and out of that hell-hole, I realized something. I was wrong before, THIS is the most beautiful sky I have ever laid my eyes upon. All of the blood floated in the air and halted, forming the shape of a skull. Before I left, I looked back, one last time, and said, "Thank you, my love."