Emotional Conflict

It was like Christmas eve on the night of July 14th 1987 and the asylum was all amok with sounds of desperate psychotics, chewing their way through the leather straps on the straight jackets. Suddenly there was a large shrill, as the torn-up carcass of one of the doctors came hurtling through the swivel doors, almost landing on top of you. As you looked into the eyes of the corpse, a bedpan hit you in the back of the head, causing you to fall headlong into the remains of the somewhat mutilated doctor.

You awoke some several hours later in the penitentiary state hospital, surrounded by armed troops. The nurse came over and gave you a shot of morphine. Later that night, the law came to talk to you. "Do you have any idea what happened?" asked one of hte officers. "Nope, I think I was hit on the back of the head with a steel potty." And then things started to get really weird....