Mr. Morton is in a cult.

Conversation with Mr. Morton to himself: 

Okay, so, where do I begin? Hmmmm, well I guess it started in college; I got just a little high…on a lot of occasions… whoops, too far back. I met this girl, I think she was a girl. Well, whatever. That's not important. What is is that "it" introduced me to the Order of the Bears. They all liked getting really baked…. Off topic again! Okay! Well, my life’s goal I to find Arthur; he will return. The voices tell so! Okay, so, if that is all true, then why doesn’t she believe me? How does she not believe me? I am not crazy. Am I crazy? NO! Ms. Harrison must know that I am telling the truth. The Order of the Bears, it’s not cult… I mean we idolize and look for King Arthur, but I know that Will is HIM! I am not crazy. I cannot be crazy; I know that King Arthur will return, and he has. I tried to reason with her in the classroom:

“I am not lying, please listen to me! Miss Harrison, you are the Lady of the Lake; you have returned. Will is the King, but ow he will die! I ruined everything; he will die because of me! What have I done? I told Marco he is Mordred and now he will kill King Arthur!”

But, alas, I am here. I’m stuck in this “hospital”. She put me in here! Why!? I need to get out, back to my Order. I need to save this teenager from being killed! I am not craz… Oh for Arthur’s sake! My roommate is killing me! He keeps talking about aliens, and how it is that they are real!

“WELL THEY ARE NOT SO STOP SCREAMING ABOUT IT! I NEED TO SAVE OUR KING! LET ME OUT!”