"I need help please! What do I do?!" I said to myself.

Silence.

I had nothing. I was blank. My mind was motionless. I felt I needed to end it. I wasn't going to give in. No, never. I would end myself. I did something that I shouldn't had done. It's all I had left. The littlest of energy I had, I managed to get up. I stumbled and tripped, but I got over to the tray. My vision blurry I walked into things on the way. I lost energy and slammed my hand onto the tray, thinking my hand would be stabbed by sharp scalpels and tools, the tray was empty. At least they had some kind of common sense. I cried quietly. But my dry blurry eyes couldn't produce any tears. No tears to show myself. No tears to show the things i've done. I turned around but tripped over my feet. I curled into a ball on the cold tiled floor. I heard footsteps to my room. I quickly situated myself and got back up on my hospital bed. The door swung open and in stepped Mr. Rin. He looked at me in concern and asked, "Elise? Are you alright?" I looked up. I wanted to dig my eyes out of there sockets at what I saw. It was myself in a straight jacket covered in fresh blood. I gagged and covered my mouth. Mr. Rin walked towards me. I know it's him by the voice. But what I saw didn't match the description. Water slipped down my cheek. I moved my hand over to my eye to wipe the tears away only to notice I wasn't crying. Mr. Rin/Mutilated me walks towards me and I back up on the bed. He looks up and puts a hand above his forehead trying to see what the problem was. There was a leak in the ceiling. But what I saw once again hadn't matched reality. I saw grey murky clouds crying out their sorrows. Mr. Rin looked back down at me which was looking up as while. "Are you alright?" He asked. I quickly shoved my hands to my sides as I sit on the bed, "Um y-yeah i'm fine." I replied shaking. Mr. Rin quickly noticed my shaking body, "Are you sure you're okay?" He once again asked. I lied, "Yeah just cold...". Mr. Rin nodded then left, most likely to retrieve an extra blanket. I let out a deep breath. Then a voice appeared in my head, "That was close." It was Him again.