They put me in isolation for part of the evening yesterday with a security guard outside the door. I thought the police were gonna come and handcuff me too. Now I’m at the ward...the possessor seems to have quieted down...for now. I’m scared of everything and everyone. The voices were talking maliciously at me with intent to do bad things, ordering me to do bad things. Someone will murder me here. Now the gatekeepers will use this against me. I hate everything.