They call me crazy

[SmallKnight]

One of the other people in the asylum sat down next to Henry and began talking to him about angles. Henry had never heard such detailed descriptions about what God's servants actually did. Henry hurried up and eat his food and quickly left the table before the man began talking about making Henry a man with faith "Sorry, but keep your faith away from me" Henry got up and walked over to one of the nurses and old her he was done eating. He was escorted to the free area and told to wait until ether Tanner came to get him or one of the nurses told him to go back to his room. Henry did not like the sound of spending a whole day out here with the others and not talk to a single not crazy person. The man that was telling Henry about God also showed up soon after and when Henry saw him the man did not look to happy.

[Thinker]

Tanner left the patient and found his way to his office, he went into the small bathroom and washed his face. He combed his hair which just decided to spray all over the place no matter what he did. He leaned on the sink and closed his eyes for a moment. He used that silence to remind himself of why he was killing himself to help those who were here. The guilt swept over him as the story of his past marched over his brain. He felt the sting of tears and the sense of loss, it took several minutes to gain his composure. He rinsed and dried off his face again, before peering into the small mirror set in the wall. He had not changed much since that time. He still wore his hair the same, had the same clothes.

A knock brought him out of his own dark thoughts and he stepped into the main office. "Yes?"

"Henry is in the craft room," the nurse said. "Are you going in?"

"Yea," he answered tossing the paper towels in the trash can. "I just need to put a few notes in a file first."

Once he was done with that, he made his way to the craft room. He smiled at Henry and wandered toward him. "How are things? Anything new you want to talk about?"