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“No! No! Please! Don’t do that! No,” I pleaded at the top of my voice, went on my knees and molded my hands, begging and beckoning him not to drink his urine. This was gross, and I couldn’t imagine anyone doing that, let alone somebody under my care. I had suddenly forgotten this cute man standing before me had lost his sanity and all that mattered to me at the time was stopping right there from taking that poison. He grinned at me each time I stepped forward in his direction. But as soon as I paused, he would laugh and dare to drink from it… “Don’t do that! Brian! Please! It is not palatable for your health! Please!” He would stop only when I must have yelled. I was thinking faster than I thought; I would have to pull a stunt to avert this from happening. I had prepared for such a fa