Ashley laid in the bed, fighting sleep.  She didn't want to succumb to the effects of the drugs.  She didn't want to fall prey to whatever the doctors here might be trying to do to her.  She didn't feel safe in this place, and feared for her sanity.  To the others, yes, she was the insane one, but really she wasn't.  None of the treatments were working because nothing was wrong with her.<br/><br/>She sat there in silence for a while alone, staring up at the ceiling, thinking about her days before the asylum.  It was then that she heard a voice, a woman's voice.  She called out to it.  "Hello?"  There was no answer, only whispers.  "I can hear you! Where are you? Who are you?"  Normally she could see the spirit whose voice she heard, but this time, nothing.  It made her wonder if it was in a different room, but why would it be??  She couldn't get out of bed to check it out, all she could do was listen.  "If you need someone to talk to, I'm here!!"