By Joe V Volcano
I was late for my appointment at 2pm with my psychologist. I turned up 20 mins late in a complex building and he (should have been she) was in a corridor. I apologised and all was good. Next minute he was totally losing it in a psychotic way and I felt responsible. in spite of that I ran off into to 3D corridors, stairs, winding stairs and close rooms and doors and eventually hid in a small room scared of being found. I woke up.