"Of course you can, honey!" the nurse said. "Down here you can get any food and drink you like, we even have alcohol if you like to have some."
She moved to fill a glass with water and hand it to Ray. "You will need to take your medicine, okay? It's for your own good, but usually the people that get moved down here are in the final steps of their treatment, so that's good news, right?"

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As Benjamin walked away, Marc followed him. 
"Go away!" Benjamin said over his shoulder.
"Come on, you're only making it worse for yourself."
Benjamin stopped and turned. "How can I possibly make it worse for myself? Simon took everything he was supposed to and ended up dead! This isn't a healing facility, it's a prison! Open your eyes!"
"Simon went home," Marc said as patiently as he could."
"That's what they wrote in his file, but it's not true." Benjamin stepped back when Marc approached again. "But what do I know? I'm the insane one, right? I don't know what's real or not, right?" He waved his finger at Marc. "If you just wanted to look, you'd see I'm telling the truth."
Marc took in a deep breath. "We can talk about this later. You can tell me everything you want to tell me, after we went to the head nurse."
Benjamin was about to say that wouldn't happen when two members of the security team grabbed him and pushed him on the floor. "Let me go!" he tried to break free, but couldn't shake them off. "Let me go!" He locked eyes with Marc. "Please... don't let them force their drugs on me."

One of the agents pulled out a syringe with the tranquillizer he had received before. "No one is forcing anything on you, but this will help you calm down," he said as he pushed the needle in his arm.
They pulled him back on his feet when that was done. "Please help..." Benjamin pleaded again with tears in his eyes. "I'm afraid."

As they took Benjamin to the head nurse where he was supposed to be, Marc remained in place, slowly releasing the breath he hadn't noticed he held.