Part 14 - The Intake

“What’s wrong with him, Doctor?”

“We brought you here to ask you the same thing, Mrs. Davidson. What can you tell us about your son...the last few days?”

“There was a storm. A power surge knocked out all communications. I called him. Mathew has always been triggered by storms. I don’t know what to say. He’s never been like other children. We’ve always been close, especially since his father left. He wants to be a man, but he’s still my baby.”

“Any episodes, hallucinations, delusions, acting out?”

“I’ve always loved him. Always tried to protect him. He has times when...I don’t know. I can’t figure out what’s going on inside his head. He started college just this year full of confidence..and now this. There have been times...he came home drunk over break. He didn’t think I noticed. I let him believe that. It’s his father in him that does these things.”

“Has he left before? Run away? Tried to harm himself?

“No. He’s always wandered at night. Always had problems sleeping. Always smashing his alarm clocks. You’ll laugh...but I still have to sing to him sometimes to calm his mind.”

“Storms trigger him?”

“Yes, it was storming the day his father left. The sky turned green. So much lightening and thunder. He run outside searching. I found him out near a lake seven miles away, soaking wet. He was just standing staring up at the sky. He said he lost track of time, but he’s a good boy.”

“He’s a good boy who needs help, Mrs. Davidson. They found him soaked and bloody. He was on a rooftop. He hasn’t been able to tell us anything. We put him on meds. He’s a fighter...had to be restrained.”

“Oh no, my Matty.”

“He’ll be fine. We’re taking good care of him.”

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