15:00. They were taken to the Psychiatric Ward where David was being kept. As Faraday walked along the corridor it brought back many painful memories, it was hard to believe that as important a person as Jane was to him, she had never known him when he was in the hospital. It was certainly a blessing but he had never really discussed it with her in detail, which just seemed odd to him.
When they reached David’s room they were both surprised to discover that he looked worse than he had when he was admitted. They entered the room and David looked absolutely terrified of them.
“Who are you?” He yelled.
Jane looked to Faraday, he was as surprised as she was. “It’s Jane and Faraday, you remember us.” She explained.
“Stay back! You’re not them!”
“We are David.” Faraday clarified.
David leapt from the bed and moved to the far corner of the room, when he got there he crouched down.
“Stay back!” He yelled.
They did as they were told. “David we are your friends, we are not here to hurt you.” Faraday spoke softly.
“Where is he?”
“Who?”
“The man with the dogs, they killed her!”
Faraday was much more worried now, he had never experienced anything like this. Jane also had no idea how to respond to David’s behaviour. “Killed who?” Faraday asked.
“The woman.”
“What woman?”
“Are you him?”
“Am I who?”
“The Dal-Tex man. You’ve come for revenge!”
“David no one is here to hurt you.”
“Get out!”
Faraday pulled Jane by the arm and they went back in to the corridor.
“What the hell was that?” Jane asked.
“I have no idea, I’ve never seen anything like that before.”
They walked towards the nurses’ station. There was a brunette nurse sitting there filling out paperwork.
“Is there a doctor we can talk to about David Lewis?”
The nurse looked as if they were interrupting her from something far more important. “Yes if you go back to the entrance of the ward and take a seat, I’ll send Dr Gottlieb along to you.”
“Thanks.” Jane replied.
They did as they were instructed and headed towards the entrance of the ward. They walked in silence, both of them still stunned by what they had seen. The silence was only broken when David sprinted by them, being chased by the nurse they had just spoken to.
“I’m not going in there again, that thing won’t shut up!” He yelled.
Faraday ran after him and grabbed his arm. “David calm down, your okay.”
“You would say that you designed all of this! All these fucking shapes and shit floating everywhere, you don’t think I know about the furniture?”
“What furniture?”
“The walking, talking bed!”
Faraday didn’t have a clue what to say. The nurse took David’s arm and led him back to his room, he went without protest.
When they finally did arrive at the entrance to the ward they took a seat as instructed. It was a few minutes before the doctor came to talk to them. He looked about fifty years old and had short greying hair.
“Mr and Mrs Faraday?”
They both rose to their feet and shook the doctor’s hand. “I was told you wanted to speak with me?”
They were both astounded that the doctor didn’t seem to know why they wanted to talk to him.
“Well he seems a lot worse than he was last night, he was pretty out of it?”
The doctor nodded solemnly. “Yes I’m afraid his mental state has deteriorated slightly.”
“Slightly? He came in depressed, he’s completely deranged now?” Faraday replied, trying to keep his voice down.
“I would like to avoid any derogatory terms like that Mr Faraday.”
“He’s right, he was completely out of it.” Jane argued.
“I wouldn’t say completely out of it.” The doctor replied defensively.
“How can you even say that?” Jane asked.
“It takes a lot of people time to adjust to being in the ward.”
“Well he can’t stay here, we can
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