Jun. 2nd, 2006

glowinthedark: (Frank Sleep)
When I awoke the next morning, I began my struggle.

It wasn’t a difficult case...just a difficult setup. I packed my overnight bag, mentally evaluating my whole life, piece by piece. Went by pretty fast until I’d gotten up to the most recent ten to twelve months.

That’s what scared me.

I kept telling myself that maybe it might actually prove to be beneficial. I might learn some way to keep Simon off my ass and out of my head...anything that might help me sleep better at night. I’d seen too much by that point to think that I was actually crazy...but I had to wonder if part of the reason I couldn’t shake Simon was due to me. Was his hold on me *completely* psychological? Was I keeping him here?

Was I responsible for this hell I was stuck in?

I got everything settled...met with my client one last time...then hit the end of my journey as I pulled into the parking lot.

I got my bag out of the car and walked through the doors of the Hewitt Psychiatric Recovery Center, steeling myself for what lay ahead as I approached the front desk.

“May I help you, sir?”

I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah. Uh...I need to check in.”

Muse: Frank Taylor
Fandom: Haunted
Words: 217


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