I was already to the point of cracking when I looked at a spot on the wall that looked like a face. It slowly morphed into a real live demonic face. I totally freaked out and dropped to my knees screaming. I was apparently the only one who saw it because I was taken to a psychiatric hospital.
I was lying naked in the bed when the doctors came in to give me a sedative. Eventually they felt that I was OK to release but I didn’t want to go. I liked it there and felt that I needed more therapy.
I was awoken by my stomach gurgling with hunger.