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Shattered Memories ch4

Date: 12/23/2014, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Non-Erotic, Young, Author: Bleargh, Rating: 81, Source: sexstories.com

Pffft, could we please get a more generic name for our agency of spooks? For a few seconds, I debated on my responses, as the Doctor peered over his glasses at me. Hmm... If he was Sarah's uncle, from her father's side, I knew his last name. I needed more information, before I made an attempt at getting in his head. "So, Doc, what am I diagnosed with?" "Quite a severe case of schizophrenia. Tell me, are you aware of any... Strange symptoms? Anyone been talking to you, in solitary confinement? Is that why you like it so much." At this point, Doctor "Smith's" pointed tone was really getting to me. I was sick of going on the defensive. "Oh, no. Not in confiment. The voices only start getting noisy when I'm about to kill someone. Does that match up with your prejudice? Or do you need further evidence so you can lock up someone you're ill disposed to?" I haven't seen someone bristle that hard in a while. "Are you accusing me of corruption?" "No, I'm accusing you of being shit at your job, Dr. Laine." I took a risk. It payed off. He sputtered, before regaining composure. "Excuse me? My name is -" "No it's not." "... How on Earth did you know that?" "Let's just say I've been paying attention. Now, why don't we get whatever it is that's going on here started, so I can get back to my cell and out of this accursed jacket." The orderlies looked surprised at my coherence. I imagined my first few days here must've been something spectacular. "So, I am to guess you don't believe you're ... mentally ill?" His tone gave the attempt at baiting me away. Seriously, this shrink was the worst I'd met. "If I say I'm insane, you'll take my word for it. If I say I'm not, you'll just say that's something someone delusional would say. So... How about.... Fuck off?" The orderly to the left sniggered at that. "That's enough, Mr. Hill. How can I help you if you don't want to help yourself?" "Question, Dr. Laine. How many shrinks does it take to change a lightbulb?" "This is not the time to make jokes, Mr. Hill." "Oh, to the contrary, Doc, I have all the time in the world. You will never accept that I'm fine, provided you have some excuse to lock me away." "I'm growing sick of this going in circles. You think I'm predisposed against you, utilising the evidence I have at hand to, as you phrase it, lock you away. Then how do you explain your behaviour upon arriving at this facility?" "I don't remember it, but I suppose I was delirious." "And the reason for the military expulsion? They don't just fire anyone from the military. You have to be someone whose psychotic tendencies they can't hide." "There you go again, with your prejudiced opinion. How many people do you even know in the armed forces? In the seventies, mental health problems in commanding officers was, indeed, a big deal. But times change. Now, a psychotic commander causes too many friendly casualties for them to be worth for their man-hunting traits. The army booted them all out in the nineties. Systematically hunted ...