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Wow I never expected him to be so''.so complex in mind, I am so glad he didn't notice my nervousness, his warring emotions were plain on his face, but thank (dare I think it?)God, he didn't suspect me that much. Meeting him was not what I expected, he seems more deranged than the police had told me, I thank them, they had me wired and had a camera on me, I'd be scared to have been there alone with him. As much as he scared me I was fascinated with his logic, this one's going to be an interesting subject.

Hours later the doctor returned, this pleased me deeply, I had planned out what we should discuss on our journey to his work place. As he walked in the room I quickly rushed him out not wanting to waste time, we had an enjoyable talk about the bible and God's wise words, he has quite a way with words, he told me of his life when his mother brought him up alone, and how she had prayed for help. What a clever woman she was for asking God for his help, how I wish more of the world was like that. When we arrived at the asylum he looked at me somewhat sorry?, he showed my some cells of poor and deranged people, I said a silent prayer for them as we walked by. 'Now I'm going to show you a waiting room, so that I may register myself in, you cannot come, it's confidential, you do understand right?' he now looked completely worried, this puzzled me. 'Yes of course, lead the way then' I said, not minding at all as long as he'd come back.
He started walking, slower than before, then stopped and clicked his fingers, 'ah!, I forgot, the waiting room is under refurbishment, umm, there's a free cell, if you don't mind waiting there?, because there is nowhere you could stay, these corridors need to be kept clear, is that okay?' he asked with a slightly worrying smile on his face. 'You talk too much, I've just noticed, but yes I don't mind, yet again lead'.

He lead me into the cell, it seemed cosy, a perfect square, all four walls white, not very interesting, the doctor left the room, closing the door behind him, 'Hey!, what are you doing?!, wait one minute!, just what in God's name are you doing?!' I screamed, he'd befriended me to get me here!, the next time he decides to visit I'll claw his throat out!.

After what seemed like a few hours, I stopped screaming curses aloud and started laughing hysterically, thinking about how I'd slowly mutilate his body, worse than hers, oh yes! That would be something great now, wouldn't it?. My laughter died away , and I began rocking on the white tiled floor, my knees pressed against my chest, smiling because I know God would get me out of this. I barely noticed the people that came in and out of the cell, I was only interested with the doctor. I remember being taken out a few times, but what for I cannot.

Thoughts of God overwhelmed me.
Trapped in a prison of reality, until I had learned to embrace the power of imagination. Living in the moment of dreaming. I think I'll keep it this way, It's like a sweet kiss of light shining upon me, the way it did to Jesus. Yes indeed I do compare myself to Jesus, but I am supreme I am better than he, not to brag of course because God, my father gave me the chance to live like thus in his heaven that he let me create within my mind. I thank thy father, he has come to me in a vision giving me powers that I knew some day I would wield, for I had the knowledge of a God. Not as great as mine but a God nonetheless a God of a lesser power, my God possesses a certain something that I do not, oh my! Maybe just maybe my father in heaven will let me by his side. Oh!, how wonderful that would be, to be bound by the only one I can rely on, what a sanctuary!.

Dr. Jon Harper's Personal Notes Part 1
Heardsford's Asylum contained some of the most craziest people in all of England. I was assigned to a Mr. Robert Deirly, he had killed a woman in the church in which he worked because she had not noticed him, now my job is get inside his mind and find out why he did this, how he became this way, possible past injuries that has made him insane. The possibilities are endless as to why he is like this but I am determined to find out why, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.
End Of Dr. Jon Harper's Personal Notes Part 1