Psycho Case

Day 5

#"Follow me Caitaline, mom and dad are waiting for you, we have to hurry" A tall brunette takes me by the hand. I just nod my head and follow along. Watching around me I can see that I am at a train station. Desperately I look for a name for it, but I can't find any. All I can distinguish is that it seems to be somewhere in the countryside. We walk quickly through the empty corridors, to go outside. In front of the train station, a black Mercedes is waiting for us. Well, I think that it's for us it's waiting for because except for us there weren't many people. When we approach the car, I can see myself through the reflexion of the black window. I look right into the eyes of a way younger version of myself. The brunette, from whom I didn't get to know the name, opens the backdoor of the car and pushes me inside. I look through the window asking myself where we are headed to. There are high trees everywhere, no single sign of a village or a city. We drive like that for not even 10 minutes, then we arrive at a huge building. The Brunette gets out of the car, she opens my door "Come on Caitaline, no time to daydream, get out of the car, now." I execute her command. "You'll have to be an obedient girl and behave, alright?" She says placing her hands on both of my arms and gently shaking me.#

The sun burns on my head, it is getting so warm, is it day already? I open my eyes and sit up, look around me, trying not to think too much about my dream.

Yesterday I walked for about 4 and a half hours, which makes circa 20km. I watch my phone to take notice of the time. It's 7am. If I take a break every two and a half hours of walking I may arrive at the mountain around 3pm. I start walking again. I sing a made-up tune, to kill the time and to avoid thinking too much. Which also starts getting annoying real fast as I realise that I'm not the best singer. I sigh, my thoughts wandering back to my dream, asking myself if that dream was another flashback or if it was just a normal dream. Maybe my brain is just trying to comfort me about my parents. Showing me I shouldn't have to worry that much about who they really were. But then again.. what were I doing in such an isolated place and why would there be a train station in such a place. What was that building? In my dream I was going to see my parents, was this place the lab or hospital, or whatever I should call it, where my parents worked? Maybe this is a hint about the place I need to find! I take my blocknote out of my backpack and write my dream down while still walking. Then I make a really small and quick sketch of the building.

That woman who was with me in my dream, she looked really young. Who was she? She must've been in her twenties, if my memory about my dream is right. Apparently I must've known her very well to just obey her without hesitation. Was she a family member or maybe my nanny? Maybe I can find her somewhere to ask her some questions about my parents. But what if she was there as well the time that the earthquake had happened? Then again, I have survived it so why wouldn't other people have. That thought puts me at ease.

After a few hours of walking my leg muscles really start to ache from walking in through the sand. I sit down to drink a little bit of water and to eat a sandwich. I take off my shoes and socks and turn them upside down to empty them. A big amount of sand comes out of it. I know that it isn't a big of a use because they will be full of sand as soon as I start walking again. I get up to get back on track. As the minutes get by I get more and more thirsty, and I need to stop regularly. It is so warm, but I can't take off my sweater because of the risk of getting a sunburn. Once again I grab in my backpack to reach for water. I take the bottle, open it and realise it is empty... Shit! As if I drank 2 Liters of water in less than a day! Irritated, I throw the bottle on the ground. I am so lame! Why couldn't I have thought about the fact that walking in the burning sun makes one more thirsty? I pick up the bottle from the ground again, as I don't want to soil nature.

Slowly but surely I approach the mountain, it is still approximately 2 hours of walking, but I'm quite close. I am all sweaty, out of breath and thirsty, as soon as I arrive at the mountain I will have to search for some drinkwater. I start getting dizzy, and my vision gets blurred. I close my eyes, rub them and shake my head. My vision gets clear again and I continue walking. Come on Caitaline, you can do it! Hold on, you made it this far, you have to at least make it to the mountain! There you can rest. I tell myself.