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

`` Safe room!!! Safe, soft. Soft walls and floors. Safe... 
 The loud men gone, tin man brings food through door hole. Does n't talk.'' 
 
 Backwards arm coat broke a while ago, now just scratch itch, but fingers hurt if scratch, must n't scratch. 
 
 Glang and smash outside safe walls. Hear laughter and smash sound. 
 
 Footsteps? `` Scary people beat me again?'' No not in a long while. 
 
 Needle man no attack me any more. 
 
 Door wo n't move, but been scraping wall, now big for arm. 
 
 Tin man wo n't know, tin man gone. 
 
 Arm through hole but hand itchy, ca n't scratch, must n't scratch, makes skin bleed but feels better. 
 
 Feels hard thing, with hinge on door through hole. It CLICK!!! 
 
 Door loose, swings open!!! 
 
 White walls, but, they have red like finger on them. 
 
 Tin man broke down hall... Voice??? 
 
 `` There!!! Get him!!!'' 
 
 Must move to hidden place, only room safe is my room 
 
 `` Why open door!!! Why do this!!! I'll be good!!!'' 
 
 Hold door shut, maybe they wo n't find. 
 
 No!!! They find!!! 
 
 OWWW!!!! 
 
 -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- - 
 
 `` He's coming around.'' 
 
 My eyes opened, there were three men stood over me. 
 
 `` Where am I?'' 
 
 `` You're at New Centra hospital.'' 
 
 `` New Centra?'' 
 
 `` Do you know who you are?'' 
 
 `` D-Dave Matherson?'' 
 
 `` The neural processes are returning it seems.'' Said a familiar face in the background. 
 
 `` Boe? Is that you?'' 
 
 `` Yes Dave, you were the last person we expected to see on the derelict.'' 
 
 `` Derelict.'' 
 
 Boe raised the chart in front of him, it had his mission briefing contained within it. 
 
 `` Do you remember anything?'' 
 
 `` Aside from really wanting to scratch my fingers and wetting myself when you appeared... no?'' 
 
 `` You got a parasite, we put you in the care of the Carthes doctors, but when we came back, we found their ship destroyed and most of their supplies plundered, they evacuated the ship and left the droids in charge of feeding the patients.'' 
 
 `` You mean?'' 
 
 `` Your condition progressed unchecked for 6 months.'' 
 
 I sat back, six months was long enough for it to become terminal. 
 
 `` How long?'' 
 
 `` Could be days, could be years. The medication will keep the symptoms at bay until the illness grips you fully.'' Boe handed a small packet of pills to me. `` One a day, do n't miss one, it could be bad if you do.'' 
 
 `` The parasite?'' 
 
 `` Removed, but the toxin is still in your system, as you know, it ca n't be easily extracted once it gets into the brain tissue.'' 
 
 `` You know what to look for right?'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' I sighed. `` Itchy fingers.'' 

