The disappointment on her face is just heart-breaking. Ray tells me where I can find everything, and if I need anything I can always ask. Then he just leaves. Probably to eat the non-poison food they make for the staff. I follow her as she walks towards a table. We sit down each on the other side so we face each other.
When she, I believe her name is Helena, asks me how long I've been here I respond that I arrived last night.
'Ok, now let's hope you get out of here within the week. Those who stay longer tend to stay until they die.' She explains as she sees my confused face. She drifts away in her thoughts. Now I can study her more carefully. The last time I saw here was last year, for a project for school. We had to talk to the patients here and illustrate something based of what we came to know about them. I chose her. I compare her. Her hair is still long and black, her face still white. She was still wearing a dress, different than then. And her eyes, they seem more empty and vague. She had also put on a lot of make-up to hide her bags.
I start drawing. I draw a ballerina. She looks like Helena. A black tulle dress, with some red accents. I try to make her face as I see before me. I draw and draw and draw. I go from sketch, to lines, to shadows. Now the background. I always hated doing those.
What an ugly drawing.
How dare you call yourself an artist.
Great, They are back. There are a lot in the room standing around me where they can. But it's not just Them who are looking at what I've drawn. Also Helena and Ray. They look at it like it's pretty, but it isn't. I don't see how I ever passed my final exam.

After breakfast Ray took me through another set of hallways. He says he'll be guiding me to my doctor. Why doesn't nobody understand! I'm not sick, just a little fucked up. Like everybody. If we weren't the world would be-
Like everybody. Ha, don't make me laugh.
A little? You're are a lot fucked up!
With every insult I glide further into the darkness.
'Gerard!' A hand shook me, pulling me out of trance. It is Ray, again being the one who ''saved'' me from falling into a trance. He looks at me worried. He doesn't mean it, right? It's just a trick to win my trust.
We are where we were heading to. He smiles at me and says: 'I'll come back in an hour to pick you up, okay?' I just nod at him. I don't want to talk to him. I look at the door. Doctor Howell stands on the name tag in the middle of the glass plate. I take a deep breath and sigh. Well, here goes nothing. I turn my hand and push the door open.

Notes

OK, a little bit of a filler.
And yes, Gee draws Helena hows she looks in the video with the dress and all.
Oh My Goodnessss, I love Ray, being all protective and nursery and stuff.
I literally have with every chap I write: why do I do this, Poor Geeeeee!

Necra out

P.S. For the people in the Phandom, yes I stole Dan's last name, no it's not Dan himself