"We really do appreciate you donating your time to come down here and talk to some of the patients, Mr. Price." Nurse Kaitlin said as she opened the hospital doors.

"It's no problem, really. It is 100% my pleasure to share the word of Christ with the troubled and confused." Kevin Price replied to the nurse's statement. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the absolute truth either. Kevin was neutral when I came to these things. His mother convinced him a month ago to go to the local hospital and preach to the sick and old about God and Heaven, and Kevin didn't mind that. The little kids would always enjoy the stories of Joseph Smith, and the elderly women would tell him how much he reminded them of their husbands due to his hair and figure. What Kevin didn't like was talking to the mental patients. They would always be yelling and screaming and jumping and so out of control. Once Kevin said "Jesus" or "God" they would either roll their eyes or roll on the ground.

While walking to their destination, Kevin took the opportunity to sneak glances into the windows to see his future 'listeners'. He turned his head to the right and saw a man, well young-adult, staring back. Bags were under his eyes, his hair was a blonde mess, and his upper-half seemed very scrawny. As Kevin continued to pass his room, the strange man slowly lifted a Poptart to his face. Kevin stopped, unaware that he now left Nurse Kaitlin to walk by herself, and watched with curiosity to what he was about to do next. To Kevin's surprise, the patient smeared the pastry over his face, leaving sprinkles and frosting on his cheeks and forehead. Seeing the disgust on Kevin's face grow, the stranger final took a bite from his treat. He chewed it dramatically to keep Kevin's attention. After a few seconds of innocent chomping, Price was convinced that maybe this guy wasn't such a lunatic after all. That was until the smaller male spit the food into his hand and threw it at the window, aiming for Kevin's face.

"Mr. Price, are you coming?" Nurse Kaitlin asked from down the hall. Too stunned for words, Kevin just nodded and caught up with her. After that incident, Kevin just kept his eyes forward, not bothering to see the other nut-jobs. Once they reached the lounge room, Kevin thanked the nurse and gave her his signature smile. He sat down in the nearest chair and looked around the room. It looked like a pre-school classroom; full of puzzles, chess games, books, a small television set, papers, pens and pencils. He picked up a close magazine and read the title. In My Mind: The Voices Inside.

"Oh boy, this is going to be tougher then I thought." Price sighed.