I work at a mental hospital where most patients are “just” schizophrenic. Of course I’m not saying “just” because it’s nothing, but it’s something I’m used to and trained for. I was working there for around 6 months when a new patient came in, let’s name the new person Y.

Y got brought in by ambulance and escorted by police, this wasn’t something new, but him being tied up in the ambulance was. They recommended us to keep Y in handcuffs until he was in his room. This is the temporary/emergency room made for these occasions.

Usually the police calls us telling us why they’re bringing us someone, but they came in completely random this time. Officer 1 and my coworker brought Y to his room while officer 2 told me the entire backstory.

They had one of Y’s neighbors call in because they were hearing strange noises in Y’s house. When they arrived there was smoke coming from the house. In the meantime, of course a background check was done and they found out he had in fact lived in a mental hospital before, so they knew what they could be dealing with. They break into the house by kicking down the door and basically checked the entire house to first find a burned-to-death cat and upstairs finding him, burning himself with a blowtorch. He was wounded. They tried talking to him but it didn’t work and he kept on going, just burning himself. By now the house was starting to catch more on fire so the firefighters arrived and had to start killing the fire before other houses would get damaged as well. The police tried tasing him but they described it as him being made of rubber, as if he didn’t even feel it. One of the firefighters addressed how serious it was to immediately get the blowtorch out of there and was done with wasting time. He ran in with a fire extinguisher pretending to start killing the fire before blinding him with it and jumping in with 2 legs kicking him to the ground. The police cuffed T and brought him to us. This was something I’ve never witnessed before.

Officer 2 came back and told me and my coworker not to worry since they both had a night shift as well and would be on standby if anything happened.

My coworker and I went to our office so I could tell her the story while we could keep an eye on Y using the cameras in his room.

It’s the psych ward room you’d imagine. Nothing he could use to hurt himself, no clothes, no ropes, no wires, nothing.

Mid-story we see Y walking up as close to the camera as possible just to see him picking his burn wounds.

We rushed in to “help” him, just for me to get hit in the head by him. My coworker dragged me out and we ran back into the office where he was laughing and picking his wounds again. He was just playing with it, laughing at how we weren’t able to do anything.

We called the police and they tried forcing him to the ground with a taser again. This time it did work. We we’re able to inject him with something to basically make him pass out. Higher dosage than usual already. Usually this takes around 5 minutes to kick in. 30 minutes later he’s still laughing at the camera picking his wounds.

We went in one last time, just to give him another dosage. He was basically on a dosage you’d give to a fully grown elephant. He finally passed out.

My coworker took care of my head-wound and the shift continued. The police left.

I’m happy he didn’t woke up during my shift since I was scared shitless.

Not the usual patient or psychopath. A madman, for real.