Raven's Tears

Chapter 5

Present Day:

    I looked at the double sided mirror as the orderly's started hooking me up to some kind of machine.  They must be using some light iron restraints because as the straps touched me I could feel somewhat of a sting.  I wondered if my mother was on the other side of the glass watching me look insane and not even knowing that the company she was around isn't even human.  My sweet mother, who thinks my sister has come to save the day yet again because her deranged daughter has her father's so called Schizophrenic genes.  But little did my mother knew this was all apart of Skylar's plan to control everything and everyone.  I didn't know what to do at this point.  Everything has been drained out of me.  

    The door opened again and there stood my sister with a smug look on her face.  She thinks she had won but its possible she did.  I don't have any more fight left in me.  She walked over to the table I was at and pressed a button on the machine, I could feel the pull on my core and could see all of my being slipping from my body.  I hated her face, she thinks I don't know what's going on still.  I hope it stays that way.

    "So," she pressed the machine again to turn it off, "I know that you're trying your best to work with us," not even a little I thought, "But I'm here for you Rave.  If only you can just tell me what has been happening?  Who have you been seeing?  I mean our mom is waiting for you and is really worried about you."

    "Is she even alive?" I asked that question to see if her expression changed.  All i cared about was making sure my mom was still alive.  Who knows when I was getting out of here but if I knew she was okay then I can survive a but longer.

    "Why would you even ask that?  Is something telling you she isn't?  Tell me about some of your friends you have been mentioning.  I mean it's hard to tell you that you have been the only one to be able to see them.  But maybe if we can find out where you get these references I think each character has some kind of meaning."  

    I look at the floor not wanting to say anything more.  The last time we had this session I lost my temper and they kept me in a dark room.  I had to protect him, I had to protect my friends and myself.  Even if everything is taken from me.

    "What about Damien?"

    "Don't say his name," I snapped at her, "don't you ever say his name."

    Skylar smirked at me again, she started to write something down in her notes, "He's a trigger I see.  But before all is said and done little sister you will talk to me.  He doesn't exits you do know that right?  He is nothing but a figment of your imagination.  A child's dream."

    "No!" I could feel my body getting hot all over.

    "There isn't any fighting it sweetheart...what would our mother think?  How can we get you home?"

    "SHUT UP"  I could feel my body starting to vibrate and she must've felt the vibrations from the floor because she quickly turned the machine back on and a sharp pain was now erupting on my brain.  I started to scream and the louder I screamed the higher she turned the knob.  I slump tp the floor allowing the coldness to ease some of the pain.  I could remember his touch, his voice, and his face but bit by bit I could feel him slipping away.  They were taking my memories from me, all of the good memories of him and I.  I heard a small chuckle as I blacked out.

*

    This time I woke to being in the same dark room they had me in before and over and over there was something playing in the background, trying to make me creep further into insanity than I already am.  I hated everything that was happening right now.  If only we stayed in Philly...if only I never had agreed to move to this place...if only I have never awaken that day.  They said that curiosity kills the cat but apparently I didn't die instantly.  I wanted to run away but I knew everyone was depending on me to be strong.  If only they could find me.  I'm sure Skylar made sure they wouldn't be able to find me anywhere.

    The façade she put on the town was perfect.  To be honest this whole town doesn't know anything about the dark secrets it carries.  I slowly pulled myself up and made sure not to touch the iron walls.  A voice in my head echoed sweet words from someone, "Dancing will rebuild your power.  It can bring you back up for a time.  But you have to dance from somewhere or someone.  Depending on the connection and your will power, depends on the amount of mana you bring back."

    Sweet encouraging words from someone.  At the moment I couldn't remember their name but I stood up, weakness spread throughout my body and all I started to move.  A dance came to my mind that I created myself a long time ago.  I remember being watched from all sides as my hands moved on their own to music only I could hear, drowning out that monstrous sound that was echoing around the dark walls.  As I moved a face came to my mind, a kind face.  He was tall, somewhat awkward in his words, his skin was like the bark of an oak tree, and he smelled like sweet honey suckles on a summer day.  I was dancing for him.  He was tucked far away in my memories that they couldn't touch.  He was a secret compartment.

    Lawrence is his name, the more I danced the more I could recall his name at least.  I remember him to be kind and he always listened to my every word.  I will never forget him, because he is my knight.