[ WP ] You are a patient in a psych ward . You decide to break out , but find that the entire place was abandoned long ago

When you have voices in your head, it's hard to tell what's background noise. I did n't notice the lack of it until Jerry pointed it out. Jerry's one of those guys that has to say *everything* that pops into his head. My head? His head. Our head. Whatever. 
 `` Oi.'' Jerry piped up every couple seconds. I ignored him for a good five minutes, we were n't on good terms. 
 
 `` OI! Seriously. Where's nurse Ratchet gone?'' 
 
 I sighed. `` I do n't bloody know. Her name is Joy, not Ratchet.'' 
 
 `` She looks like Ratchet. She sounds like Ratchet. Just calling a Ratchet a Ratch-'' 
 
 `` I GET IT. WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT?'' 
 
 `` I dunno,'' Jerry replied. `` A little conversation is all. S'been awful quiet around here.'' 
 
 `` Maybe it's early?'' 
 
 `` I dunno. I ca n't even hear Belfort snoring his fat ass off down the hall.'' 
 
 I sat still for a second and realized Jerry was right. The place was boneyard quiet. 
 
 `` We should see what's outside. Door's open, dipshit.'' 
 
 The heavy metal door creaked I pushed on it. Mildew stink flooded into my nose. 
 
 `` Nasty stuff mildew. Give ya the lung blood.'' 
 
 `` The what? What the fuck are you on about? We're in a nuthouse, i'm not too worried about my healthcare.'' 
 
 There was nobody in the halls. I smacked my face to make sure it was n't a dream. There was n't a soul in the nurse's station. No one stopped me as I walked toward the front doors, quicker and quicker, breaking into a run, pushing open the swing doors... 
 
 Everything went fuzzy and then fell into black. I woke up to a bearded orderly about to blow another breath into my mouth. 
 
 `` Belfort! Stop, he's awake.'' Belfort puffed as he got to his feet. 
 A severe looking woman crouched next to me and grabbed my ear. `` Stand up Jerry.'' 
 
 `` I'm not Jerry!'' 
 
 `` You are now.'' 
 
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