What if your Insanity made something reality in another place?

There are two types of insanity in this world. For some, it is extreme happiness and they live in their own happy little world. The other is extreme torture and sorrow. They are cursed with recollection and must reenact it. Or they live in their own world, pretending nothing has happened. They call us crazy and send us away. They are afraid of anything that is not normal. Different. To them we are dangerous. Unsafe. Some of us are not even insane. We are dangerous and abnormal, but perfectly sane. They are scared of what we can do and what we could do. What I could do.