"Hanging?"

"..."

"No... OH OH I know... Overdose!"

"..."

"Not that too huh? Maybe."

"Just stop, ok? Please, I am not going to kill myself and I have work to do so can you not." Johnathan said pulling the sheet of algebra questions closer to him on the desk. Sock (the little hat wearing demon next to him) pouted and floated upside down in front of Johnathan's face.

"Aww come on Johnathan." He wined giving the human puppy eyes. "You know~ the unholy burning stops after you black out~" He continued in a sing song voice. Johnathan stared at Sock blankly and pushed him out of the way.

"You're no fun!" Sock said floating down onto Johnathan's bed and folded his arms in a little protest.

After a few minutes of Johnathan doing Math and Sock giving his back half glares Johnathan's mother called up from the kitchen.

"John?" Her voice carried to him. He pushed back his chair and leaned back getting closer to his door before replying.

"Year?"

"I'm going to go shopping honey, do you think you can help me?"

Johnathan sighed letting his head go limp and roll for a few seconds before replying; his homework could wait, there was only a few questions left so it shouldn't be too much of a problem to help his mother with the grocery shopping.

"Kay, I'll be right down," He then turned to address Sock, "You commin' too?"

Sock grinned, "Why wouldn't I, I am supposed to be haunting you anyway." Johnathan rolled his eyes, grabbed his violet headphones and opened the door, rushing down the stairs to where his mother was standing at the front door.

They all clambered into Johnathan's mother's car and started to drive off. Johnathan was in the front passenger seat while Sock had phased through the back door and was now lolling about on the backseats.

Only a few minutes into the drive and Johnathan noticed something was up. They were not on the right track to be going to the normal stores they went to and as the drive continued it started to look like they had entered the countryside.

Finally Johnathan's mother drove into a car park outside a square building with a lot of windows and parked. It looked more like a gym than a shopping center.

"Whoa, whats this crazy place?" Sock giggled, phasing through part of Johnathan's seat and resting his elbow on his shoulder, he did this deliberately to annoy the human, Johnathan couldn't do anything about Sock being annoying in public because he didn't want to seem crazy, he had been caught talking to himself enough times as it is.

His mother made her way out of the car and smiled softly to her son waiting for him to get out. He did this in silence trying to figure out where he was and why were they there.

"Er... Mom. Where are we?" He asked just before they passed the doors.

"Oh... Did I not say... I need to pick up a prescription." She said picking up the pace ever so slightly.

Reluctantly Johnathan followed his mother inside and stood behind her as she walked up to the desk.

The inside was pure white and defiantly had that hospital feel to it. The smell was of disinfectant and very potent in the air.

Johnathan's mother passed a piece of paper to the nurse behind the counter and nodded to a few inaudible questions.

Sock stuck close to Johnathan and nudged him trying to get his attention, "I... I don't think this is a good idea; can we go now Johnathan?" He wined glancing around the room, he knew no one could see him but Johnathan but even still this place sent shivers down his spine. Johnathan shook his head very slowly so as to a normal person wouldn't regard it as anything but to Sock who was used to these gestures knew it meant 'No'.

At that moment Johnathan felt a sharp pain stab in his arm and something being injected into him. His body went loose and floppy like a rag doll and seconds later he was held up by a doctor in dark blue scrubs holding an empty syringe that had contained god knows what.

"Johnathan!" He heard Sock call out in surprise but his voice was all garbled and warped like they were both underwater. His vision was blurring and darkening as his mother came into view; the expression she was holding said that she was sorry and full of regret.

She had set him up.

This was a mental institute.

She had set him up and he would never forgive her.

He would NEVER forgive her.

He would...