FC: Jake Gyenllenhaal
Name: Jackson Pledge
Age: 35 years
DOB: August 10, 1977
Reason For Admittance: "Jack had lost it. Ever since he lost Julie, his daughter, he hasn't been able to control himself. He talks to her, claims to see her. Little does he know, she's dead." -Family member (Identity classified)
Comments: "There's something about Jackson. In the cafeteria, he's always alone. He takes two plates of food, as though somebody were there to eat along with him." -Patient's nurse, Becky Palmer.
"He can get...dangerous, at times. If you don't believe him or play along with Julie's presence, he becomes hostile and gives you these...unsettling looks. Like he's going to do something to you, to your family, to everybody you know and love." -Head of Security, Jonathan Stroph
Treatment: Patient is to attend weekly counsel meetings, to expose his thoughts. Group sessions for other victims of loss may be necessary, once a month. Patient is to be medicated every night, for easy sleep.
Everything was a rush. Patients were running the halls, screaming and crying out in fear. I was just laying in my bed, I had no knowledge of what was going on out there. Julia sat beside my bed, urging me to get up, to go see what was happening. Considering the doctors constantly told me she was dead, I decided to go check it out.
She stayed behind in my room, as I opened the door. I tripped over something on the ground, though I never saw what it was. Making my way down the hall, I didn't need half a mind to tell what was going on.
I'd been dreaming of this, and it's finally become a reality. I knew it was going to happen soon. Julie told me all about it. Everything. What to do, where to go, who to trust, who not to trust. This was going to be easy.
Walking to the recreational room, I grabbed a small bat. I had to dodge a couple of the monsters that reached out for my flesh, which wasn't very hard. I knew how to put them down. Slowly stumbling to the front doors, I left the building.
Looking to my side, I discovered my daughter at my side. “Let's go, Julie. We'll do just fine together.” My voice was directed to the so-called hallucination beside me. But, she was very much alive. How could she not?