Shri was at work at the time when it all happened, but it happened too quickly. Even with her memory recall, Shri couldn't remember everything. The lights constantly flickered as she muttered something about the lights and everything going on around her. They were either too bright or too dark for her to handle and her Autism acted up with the light. The lights were also making some strange noises that Shri couldn't stand. "I can't hear myself think," she began muttering, "with all this repetitive noise and such...I might as well be put somewhere else."<br/><br/>Later that evening, Shri was on her way home. She heard the home phone ringing, but Shri decided not to answer it. She heard the voicemail later that night. "Is this Shri's residence? If so, you need to call us back immediately. We have left our number on a sheet of paper by your phone. If you are still interested in our program, you must call us immediately," the automated voice recording said. Shri deleted the message, and started having a tantrum about the message. When her mother got home later that same evening, she noticed Shri was having one of her worst tantrums. Shri was throwing stuff at the wall like glass and furniture. The mess on the floor could have been explained, but Shri's mother decided enough was enough. She called the police and Shri was taken away.