Even though the place did not please Hannes, all the attention he received was exactly what he wanted. Light grin remained on his face despite everything. mad people." the man mumbled to himself as he leaned against the wall acting like he owned the place. He would have to go to the psychologist every few days to talk, every day he had to socialize with the mentally ill people for a couple of hours in the common room and the food that Hannes had to eat was not suitable even for the dog. Why in the earth did I end up here? I'm not crazy.' the redhead thought, insulted. Come with us, so you can see where you will live while you are staying with us."Īt the end of the tour, Hannes had seen more mentally ill than he had ever even known to be real. The nurses looked at each other quickly before returning their attention to him. Call me Hannes" redhead smiled charmingly to the nurses. "Sorry?" the young man asked, clearly confused. " a middle-aged woman began, but the redhead interrupted her. Nevertheless, he enjoyed the moment when he finally came to be the center of attention. Have a good weekend, party pooper" the redhead sighed as he stepped out of the car. "You will get a small room and drugs that will smother you for the rest of your life." "Don't even think about that." the guard grumbled from the front seat. Will I have a party next and a couple of pretty girls to keep me company?" "Ah, how charming, I have a welcome committee waiting outside! This is better than I was expecting. One middle-aged woman and one younger nurse, who was in his twenties. When the car finally stopped hours later in front of the hospital, few nurses were already waiting for him. 'Ī cheeky grin rose on the redheads' face as he leaned against the backrest without worry.
I bet there are one or twelve who are interested in getting laid. Well, I can have fun in a mental hospital too. I thought I could have stayed hidden just a bit longer. It took, what? Six months, before I ended up in the institute.
Think about what had happened, what would happen and what was happening. In his journey to his new home where he should spend the next few years, the redhead had time to think. It was a start for a long journey, which he didn't have a clue about. For most, this was the last time they ever came to think of the case.īut to the accused this was just the beginning. The accused was taken out of the side door and people slowly began to drain from the courtroom. The hammering of wood against wood was an ending for many months in court. The accused is hereby designated to involuntary treatment, until proven otherwise." Investigators found out that the accused was suffering from a mental disorder, which is why he is non compos mentis. "In the previous session the court ordered the accused to be examined.
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