I'm doing fine now thanks. Here's a brief description of my Librium detox in hospital. As I've previously stated I spent five days alone in my flat hearing voices etc, at night when the lights went off, my room became over run with demonic entities and the human spirits, the demons sat perched in the upper corners of the ceiling while the ex human spirits surrounded my bed and goaded me, offering me drinks etc and just downright mocking me. Then continued to contort and crawl in the crab position up the walls. Cliche I know but really horror film kind of stuff. At one point I saw an old man in a crucifix position slowly drift across my ceiling and hovered above my bed. Bare in mind I am experienced with hallucinogenics and have previously taken Ayahuasca. This was 1000 times more real. To the point that I genuinally believe I was seeing actual entities.......Anyway, this lasted for five days before I eventually decided to go to the hospital............Now for the librium detox. Day 6 without a drink and librium round the clock, still hallucinating although no visual demons, just an inccesant whispering in my ear that would not stop. It was like full on Schizophrenia, which I repeatedly asked the Dr if he was certain that I was not in fact suffering from. I kept wondering why the nurses outside were playing a cd consisting of the exact same songs that were in my mind, every time I thought of a song it would seemingly start playing from what I genuinally thought was a speaker in the ceiling, I was frantically looking behind me to see where the fuck this endless, dark playlist was coming from and at one point started trying to to turn my machine off just to shut the noise up. I eventually realised that the soundtrack was coming from within my own head, but it was as real as if a stereo was playing in another room. Then I began to be taunted by a voice in my own head, I could be having a full blown conversation with a nurse and a completly different one was occuring simultaneously inside my own mind, but as loud, coherent and clear as if it was someone else's. It was indistinguishable from reality. Every song/ thought/ words I thought of would immediatley begin emanating from all corners of the room, before taking on it's own agenda and talking back to me. Working it's way into my mind until I no longer had my own thoughts. Literally like a horror film where a demon's driving the housewife slowly insane and no one else can hear it. I did at one point completly break down, rolling around my bed virtually crushing my ears in order to block out any sound and rule out external factors, before eventually screaming the ominous words. "SHUT UP." Once it had broken me, the sound of Satanic music began bellowing out of the clock on the wall, amping up and up and up as it pushed me further towards permanant madness. I look around and no one else is reacting, it got louder and louder until I physically started to vibrate inside. At this point I was genuinally looking around for a sharp object to insert into my head. However thankfully it was nearly time for my next dose of librium which did end the misery. This lasted days........That's a very vague account but it was one of the scariest experiences of my life, the thought of an eternity stuck in that madness