BINGO!

I stared at the man from across the way. My heart was pounding louder then the clock ticking in the hall, which tocked the background to grey.

The ladies all looked at me, appearing as though they were wishing and wanting me to be wrong....Sitting pretty in their Sunday Best's, frowns creasing their haggard worn faces.

"Bingo!" I screamed "Bingo!"

Silence.

The world appeared to be ignoring me.

"Bingo! Bingo!" I pleaded with the Bingo Gods, who sat patiently reviewing the numbers on my score card.

"Bingo! Bingo!" I yelled as I gyrated on the floor, seeming more like a child begging for a sugar fix, then a lady who'd just won a meat tray.

"Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Bingo!"

"Security...." Announced the 2nd in charge Bingo God.

Two men came over my gyrating body, like a tide of darkened clouds over lapping the Bay.

The last thing I remember was being picked up by my arms and feet, and being swayed....I recall the words 1, 2, 3 and a floating feeling which followed, then *BOOF!*

Waking up I look around hazily. "White, so much white......My lips are chaffed. My Lord I'm thirsty...." I mumbled to myself.

I tried to move my hand to my face, to which action was denied. My arms had been tied down by brown belts.

"Oh no, not again!" I cried out loudly. The echoes of my plea ringing over and over throughout the wards of Chalmsfed State Mental Hospital.

OH NO! A cliff hanger already?....to be continued.....number 30 dirty girty!
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