Home Entertainment Game Technology Advertisement Part 2: For eight years, my parents made me leave the house every time my brother brought his fiance over; Mom said, “She comes from a good family, don’t embarrass us”; Dad added, “Just disappear for the weekend”; I did; then one weekend, I never came back; it took them four years to find out where I went.

Nina standing beside my hospital bed.

Her eyes frightened.

She was holding something small in her hand.

A piece of paper.

She whispered, "Don't let them give you another injection."

My heart stopped.

I looked up.

"Detective..."

He leaned forward.

"What?"

"I think Nina was trying to warn me."

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That night, I dreamed about the hospital.

White walls.

Fluorescent lights.

A clock ticking above the nurses' station.

I was sitting on a bed.

Nina stood beside the door.

She looked terrified.

Then a man entered.

He wore a white coat.

He said something I couldn't hear.

Nina began crying.

I woke suddenly.

My heart was racing.

For a moment, I couldn't remember where I was.

Then I looked around my little apartment.

My plants sat along the windowsill.

My cat slept beneath the chair.

My gardening boots stood beside the door.

I was safe.

I was no longer nineteen.

No longer trapped in my parents' house.