Ryan
Our story begins in a cold and sterile room in the local mental hospital. there are two men sitting across from each other at a cold steel table. the man in the paper scrubs is slightly agitated after been woken up and dragged into the room past bed time. I ask the man "What is you name?" The man in paper scrubs says with more agitation "I shall never tell you my name!" I respond with "Ok then, I shall call you Mr. Doe. Is that alright with you?" Mr. Doe says with even more agitation "I don't care what you call me!" and flips the table. Staff runs in and sedates Mr. Doe while the nurse kindly escorts me out. As I am leaving i make a phone call. as it's answered on the second ring with out any pleasentries I say " He matches the general description but is not lucid enough to speak with me at the moment." the feminine voice says "ok try again in the morning and don't go easy on him. This is not his rodeo." I respond with "I understand dollface." Then I get in my blacked out Chevrolet Impala.
The next day I try again with Mr. Doe. as I walk in I greet the receptionist "Good morning. I am here to speak with Mr doe." She responds with a sad look on her face" I am sorry sir, but Mr doe has been moved to another facility. I apologize for any inconvenience this has caused." I ask her " Could you please tell me where he has gone?" she replied again with the same look "I'm sorry. I can not say due to HIPPA laws. Again I apologize for any inconvenience this has caused." "I appreciate your time. thank you sweetheart." I respond and turn to leave. When I get in my impala I call doll face and she picks up on the second ring. " He is not here. Can you hack their system and tell me where he is gone please?" She responds after a brief silence, " He is in the local hospital after an attempt on his life. He is in room 638 and is registered under John Doe." "Thank you doll face" I say with a grin as I pull my car out on the main road headed toward the hospital.
When I get there I head straight to his room and say "Good morning John. Boy your a tough fellow huh." John responds with, "I was just showing the quacks that the mental hospital that I was right." "Your right about what?" I ask. He responds with "I don't know if I can trust you yet.""I see your using the name I gave you. I guess you like it more than you did last night right?" I ask trying to get him to open up to me. his next words send chills down my spine. "I told her that I was right. She didn't believe me. I was right all along."