The Tragic Tales of Lynx Viatto...and maybe some other people

Now, what do I do?

CHAPTER 5

Now, what do I do?

Even though I was very sure it was nothing fake, My mind was struggling to grasp it all completely, I mean those were silly fairy tales that were told for children, and believing them would be madness, yet I would find myself to be contradicting my own thoughts and with this inner fight within my own head, I started to have blackout episodes on these occasions I would find myself on a long trail that reached towards a figure very far away from my reach. The negative impact was clear when I would faint during the worse moments. I could be doing a task, my head would start hurting I would enter this endless trail, but my physical body would fall.

As 5 months passed, I would still suffer from blackouts, and they were getting even more aggressive, I had now violent shakes before falling on the floor, and I could now walk close enough to see a feminine figure, but could only see a blurry back and when I was just about to reach the figure, I would wake up. The doctor had prescribed some pills, but every time I tried to ingest them, I would vomit them out with the rest of my food. My health was not much better, I was even more thinner and my face was looking bonier each day, my eyes more sunken, Miss Winchester kept me locked in a separate room to quarantine me from the rest the children from the disease she thought I had caught. I was provided with food and basic toiletries, and I was left to my own devices.

It was not until a few weeks later that I had my worst blackout. I was rereading an old book I had found when I felt an excruciating pain in my head and woke up in the same long trail again. After finally reaching the feminine figure and getting close to the face, I felt the hand of the figure grab my shoulders, and just then I saw my face.