Percy POV-
"It's time to check your reflexes." The doctor said. He got out one of those small hammers, and was about to tap my knee with it. Right before he could, I grabbed it quicker then humanly possible and hit him in the head with it, before he could process what was happening he fell to the floor unconscious. I jumped off the bed, and ran for the phycologist that still didn't have a name.

I hit him on the head, and he to fell unconscious. However, as soon as I ran out of the room guards were after me.

A few more steps. I thought, then I'll be out off this hallway.

I didn't even make it around the corner though.

The guards were already pointing guns at me.

There was nothing I could do. I would have vapor traveled, but I was far to weak mentally to do that.

Maybe I could have escaped, because the guards were to focused on my scars then me. But even if I had managed to make it around the corner, I had no idea were I was going. I probably just put me in a worse situation then I already was.

I ruin everything.

Now there going to put me on tighter security.

I ruined it all.

If only I had waited longer.

Maybe they were right.

Maybe I was crazy.

No. I'm more then crazy.

I'm a fucking lunatic.

The wars destroyed me.

"Put your hands up." One of them said.

Nothing could get any worse.

I probably just jinxed that, but I don't care. I deserve what ever is coming to me.

I put my arms up, and they guided me back to my room. Except this time, they handcuffed me to the bed.

They managed to wake the doctor and phycologist up, and as soon as they got up they looked at me like I was a monster.

There right.

I am a monster.

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