Authority they called them; those figures in white coats and those figures in blue.
Different types to be sure, but figures of great power all the same.
The men in blue came first and tries to pull me away from her, but it wasn’t until the men in white came that I was ripped well away.

As I resisted, the sirens wailed and the authority dragged me to a van when they soon locked me. The lights still flashed all around me.

There I sat, rocking, head cradled in my hands – the white coats took me away.