Transported

[Ron. Lavalette]

Halfway to the crisis bed, after he’d already convinced himself that the driver was an alien and his support person had been duped into helping him be kidnapped, he made his first attempt at escape, only to be thwarted by the automatic child-safety locks. 

He pounded on the window once or twice, but not hard enough to break it, remembering the gash and the subsequent sutures his last such action had netted him.

He was pretty sure he’d starve to death before they’d consider slowing down enough for even a drive-through burger.

He hadn’t eaten in over five hundred years.

They tried to get him to take a pill, but he was too smart for that, feigning sleep between his ranting tantrums and screaming incessantly just to keep himself awake whenever he thought he might nod off.

When they finally arrived, he knew he’d been there before—many times—but he had no idea where the hell he was.  

[Bill Floyd]

The NC gov has gutted our safety net, so we typically throw the mentally ill into prison now.  Which is really, really awful.  

The derangement of the mind is such an insidious thing, every bit as poisonous as cancer.  I very much appreciate the attempt to see through alternate eyes, and empathize.  It takes courage.    

[Amanda]

This is so well done! I want to read more.

[Gita]

@Lapham: how many disturbed people you meet on the street depends on where you walk. There are sections of town in darn near every city where the streets are full of people who need meds, who need care, who need rehab. In my neighborhood, when I go walking, there are one or two. On the west side of the city, if I did dare walk, there are dozens and dozens.

[Angela]

I like the him vs. them feel of this.  Very authentic in tone (and content, I am sure).

[Teresa]

The mind is like this little universe full of strange planets and meteor showers, too many space storms and not enough warmth.  I don't know how we get from one moment to the next sometimes.  It's miraculous, really.  I love it when you share these troubled worlds with us.

[Gita]

his support person had been duped into helping him be kidnapped -- I love that line. At least he didn't think that his s.p. was part of the conspiracy. That's a good sign. It means that the s.p. is only gullible and not evil.

This is terrific narrative writing in the flash format. Fave.

 

[Judy Thompson]

That last line.  Oh, how well I know the feeling.  This is funny, it flows, it just moves down the page.  Nice one,  Ron.  It also opens about fifteen doors to where it came from and where it could go next.  Which is very cool, in only six sentences.