Last night I had a weird dream, that I was wrongly placed in an insane asylum and no one would believe me. The more frustrated I became, the more insane I appeared. Finally, I realized that the only way I was going to get out of this situation was to escape. I needed the help of the other patience to cause a distraction,while I made my get away. My plan had worked and I was now outside of the hospital and freezing from the wet autumn air. I could still hear the guards shouting at the patience to get back in their rooms,so I knew it was just a matter of time before they realized that I was missing. I needed to make my move and do it fast...but where do I go? Who will believe me?
Then I woke up.
