I'M GOING TO MISS YOU. Eryn didn't sleep that night. Or the other night. Another night in which she lay thinking about the same thing. "I've got to get outta here..." She decided, this time, she was going to get out of there. Eryn walked across the cold white tile floor. It had been dark for several hours. The souls in all the building evaporated into a deep sleep. Nobody had any idea what would happen to Eryn. And Eryn would never see these people again. These normal people in an asylum. She walked until she got there. Without a sound. And then she began laughing. Laughing until she hit the floor.