It was 1AM in the wee hours of the night. The din throughout the prison had finally settled and Vincent was sound asleep on his uncomfortable mattress. He was dreaming of Cindy and the time when they first met at the grocery store. She was short and was having trouble reaching a can of tuna on the top shelf. Cindy reached up on her tippy toes and tugged on a can. All of the cans of tuna fell to the floor and nearly crushed her. Vincent saw what was happening and came to her rescue. That was when they first met and she liked Vinny because he was tall and handsome.
Vincent lay motionless on his back and dreamed of Cindy when he felt something sticky on his face.
"What the heck?" He grumbled.
"Sh-sh-, you'll awake the evil spirit." Said Shaggy.
He was standing before Vinny holding an empty tube of toothpaste. Shaggy's hair was so long that it covered his eyes and Vincent could not read his face. Vincent wiped the toothpaste off of his face and suddenly felt himself feeling hostile towards his intruder. He thought about attacking Shaggy but just couldn't do it. He looked around and noticed that there was toothpaste encompassing the entire room. There was toothpaste all over the walls, the mirror, the door, etc.
"What's going on?" Asked Vinny," Why are we covered in toothpaste?"
Shaggy kept telling him to hush and be still.
"The voices do not like to be disturbed. This is a special ceremony for the great chief."
No No No! Say it isn't so! thought Vincent to himself. He suddenly remembered the guards laughing at him and telling him he was getting a crazy one.
"Look Drake I'm trying to sleep. You need to go back to bed."
Drake seemed to be stuck in a trance.
"Okay whatever, but the voices are telling me they're ready to enter your body."
Vinny just chuckled. " Okay, whatever buddy. Just go back to sleep."
Shaggy climbed back up on the top bunk and pretended to go to sleep. 20 minutes later he heard the toilet flushing incessantly. There was Shaggy hunched over the toilet and flushing almost anything he could find. Vinny rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe what he was seeing. Everything was getting flushed down the toilet, even his commissary!
Just as Shaggy was about to flush the very last candy bar down the toilet Vinny grabbed his arm.
"Look buddy, you can't be doing this. We need this stuff."
Shaggy looked into his eyes with a puzzled look. " But the great chief told me to do it."
Vinny was becoming impatient and on the verge of losing his temper. Shaggy had flushed all their belongings down the toilet, even his 3 inch toothbrush. But how could he strike a boy stuck in the middle of a psychotic episode? He had studied once about people with these illnesses. Vince was so tired that he reached the point where he didn't even care.
"Just do what you want kiddo, I'm going back to sleep."
Shaggy sat on the floor in the corner of the cell and spoke quietly to himself the rest of the night while Vinny slept. He tried his best to shut out Shaggy's odd behavior while he slept. He was determined to make it through this. Even if it meant putting up with a nut.