"some homeless man, we don;t know, he had no id, we had orders to take him here."
"Oh yes, doctor polio will be right with you, she pressed a buzzer and the doctor appeared not long after.
With a short introduction jim was lead through a doorway, down a hall and into a a white room with a table in the middle. jim noticed that there was an observation window.
the doctot began to ask jim questions about who he was and how he had gotten here today. it was at this instant the jim realized he was in a mental institution. he got up and ran over to the door, realizing it was locked ,h e began to bang on it, he started cursing, "dammit... dammit... damn gnomes...damn you!" Soon two men came in and restrained jim, one pulled out a syringe and stuck it into jims buttocks.
Jim sat by a window with a paper cup of water. he had been here a few days now and was starting to get to know some of the people. he was trying to figure out a way to get out of the institution. jim really did not hate the place, aside from the interviews with the doctors and the medication the he was forced to take, it made him feel less attached. But, he also got to go on daily walks in the courtyard, and got to smoke to take his mind off of things.
mick miller.
that does it for a little while. jim will continue his adventure, as soon as i get off my ass and write it.
