"Ow what the fuck!" I shouted, the random jab in the arm was quite startling, and painful. "Isn't there supposed to be some sort of vein you put it in, not just jabbing it in my arm?" I questioned. "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I asked looking at the blood that was flowing out of my body. What if this man was crazier than all of us? I mean I had blood drawn before. Even though we were in a mental institution we still needed to get annual check ups. This was not how blood was drawn. Instantly Aiden knew he had to do something, because this wasn't right. Luckily he had nothing to hold him back. He just had to think of a way to either escape this prison, or drive the doctor away.