[ WP ] You wake up today in a mental institution and realize everything in your life so far has been an elaborate hallucination .

I awoke in a sudden shock in a bed. I look around in a cold sweat and this room is not mine; The walls are white, there is a sink and a toilet. The lights are dimmed, barely giving any recognition to the area. Great fear and anxiety strikes as I reach for the locked door. 
 
 `` H-Hello? Anyone?! HELP!!'' I exclaim, in need of some sort of explanation. 
 
 Bright, florescent lights turn on in a blinding rage. I fall on the ground, blinded. In my confusion, I scurry to the corner, awaiting for anything. Then, a voice from the speakers. 
 
 `` Ah, good, You're awake. You've been out for quite sometime sir. How are you feeling?'' 
 
 `` What's going on?!'' was the only thing I yelled at the speaker, unable to properly assess the situation. 
 
 `` Sounds like the medication is working well, you should be out of here in no time. Allow me to explain your situation: You have been in this mental facility for over 7 years. After the passing of your wife and child, you had never left the first stage of grief. You were then taken into custody after your psychiatric evaluation.'' The voice said calmly. 
 
 `` That ca n't be right, I was just with my family yesterday! I was just lying next to my wife at home!! Where's my family!?'' 
 
 `` You were in a deep unconscious hallucination; Your body was on auto pilot, but your mind did not come with you. Your reaction to this situation is understandable, so we've made preparations for this. All will be better soon.'' 
 
 `` What kind of preparations?! Hey! HEY!!'' I screamed as my screams echoed through my empty room. 
 
 But no response, the speaker had cut off. I am alone, terrified of what the voice meant by `` preparations''. 
 
 Time seemed to stretch on while I waited. I can hear the screams and cries of others in the institution down the hall. Then the door opened with two men in white appeared with restraints. 
 
 `` Sir, please come with us.'' One of them said. 
 
 I did n't have much of a choice, so the restraints were put on. We continue to walk down the corridor past the other crazies, screaming out of their own insanity. At the end of the hall, a table laid with other `` doctors'' surrounding it. My heart raced faster as we reached the end of the hall. I try to escape, but the restraints wo n't let up. 
 
 As I'm being put down to the table, others are strapping me down and connecting me to machines. Fighting to escape, it all seems futile. I sob while they continue to strap wires onto me. With a mouth guard in place, they dim the lights. They prepare themselves and count down. 
 
 `` 3..2..1..NOW!'' whilst an immense shock went through my entire body, unable to take the pain. I lay there pained and helpless, allowing the voltage to do it's job. Images of my family pass through my teared up eyes along with images of my time here. 
 
 `` Again. 3... 2..1.NOW!'' The electricity tenses my body, unable to move or do anything to escape. It is already happening, I just have to suffer through this. This has to end eventually, but for how long will I hold out? 
 
 `` We're losing him!! get the adrenaline shot ready and prepare immediate shock!'' 
 
 Everything becomes a blur, voices are fading out, but I do n't mind at all. I can escape this hell and be with my family. All I have to do is wait.. 
 
 I wake up to my loving wife in the morning, she kisses me hello. Curious, I slump and look around. This is our room, my home, our home. She looks at me confused, I lay back and hold my hand in hers. My child runs through our door and body slams us. 
 
 `` Morning Dad! Morning Mom!'' He says while getting comfortable between us. It was all only a dream. I close my eyes and thank god for this. Giving me an opportunity to be grateful for what I have in front of me. When I open my eyes, my room turns white. I jump up and look around. I am in a small room with nothing but a bed, a toilet and a sink.
