James bit down on the vaseline soaked rag that was in his mouth as the electricity pulsed through his brain causing his entire body to shudder and shake.
He lay there after his electroshock therapy in his tiny little cell exhausted and unable to focus on his surroundings as his body got over the shock it just experienced.
It was several hours before he could think straight.
He stared at the ceiling cursing the woman that had stolen his body and himself for not taking her advice and keeping his mouth shut.
He wished he had not put his faith in his friends who did not believe a word of his story and just thought he was some crazy woman which inevitably landed him here in some godforsaken asylum.
As he made up his mind to play ball with his therapists and psychiatrists and accept his new identity before he became some mindless gibbering wreck sitting in their own feces staring out of the window with no idea what was going on around them or who they were.
