How long had it been really since he had found himself here. If you asked him he wouldn't really be able to tell you. Could have been days, or years. Not that it mattered to him much. He had the books in the asylum library to keep him busy. Every book on history and science he had mowed through, researching, studying. Not that he expected to be able to use it any time soon, but it was more then enough to keep him occupied.