The Nightmare

☬ Cause & Effect ☨

I had Beyonce's "Haunted/Ghost" playing while I wrote this. It kind of helped me write this chapter, so I'll have the video on the side. If you wanna listen to it, while you read it. I thought the creepy essence of the music goes well. ENJOY!

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"Have you had any nightmare's recently? Anything strange happen since our last meeting?" Donna ask's as she lean's back into her seat. Heather crosses her leg's and set's her hand's on her knee's, " No. Nothing's happened in these past two month's. It's a relief, to be honest. And since I've been writing in my journal, I've felt like a weight has been lifted off my shoulder's." Heather smile's as she places a hand over her chest. Donna nod's her head in delight, "That's right, I almost forgot. Did you finish it?"

Heather nod's her head, grabbing the journal from her bag she slides it across the table to Donna. Picking it up, she quickly flip's through the page's. Smiling down at the journal Donna look's up at Heather, "You did good. I'm not gonna read it, it's you're personal journal. But I'm proud you finished! Did Ada do her's?"

"She told me she did, but I don't actually think she did it. She doesn't really express. You know? But I feel like she's lightened up a lot since Silent Hill. She isn't as jumpy or sad."

Nodding her head Donna slides back Heather's journal and begin's writing on her notepad. "Sad about Leon?" Heather look's down at her lap and shrug's her shoulder's. "You don't know? How about you? Are you still sad about losing you're father?" Ada gasp's as she lean's against the door, listening to the therapist and Heather.

"I don't know if she's sad about Leon, but wouldn't you if you lost the person you love? Would you ever be able to forget about something like that? Would you?" Heather sit's up in her seat, staring the therapist down. Donna look's back down at her notepad and begin's writing again. "So that's a yes for both of you. When was the last time you thought about them? Has Ada ever talked about anyone she misses or wish's to see again?"

"Well hardly until you brought it up. Why do you keep bringing Ada up? Donna?" Heather quickly stands up from her seat, nearly knocking it over. Donna gulp's loudly as she tries to sink down in her seat. Bead's of sweat flowing down her forehead. "What monster's do you think about the most? When's the last time you had a nightmare? Is it this one?!" Donna suddenly pull's out photo's from her notebook and quickly scatter's them on the table. Heather look's down at the photo's of several monster's.

Heather gasp's as she step's away toward's the corner of the room. Covering her mouth, her hand's begin to tremble as a tear slide's down the side of her face. She slowly look's up at Donna, her eyes wide, "Donna! What is this? What are you doing?!" She scream's out. Suddenly she hear's Ada calling out for her on the other side of the door.

"Does this still frighten you! These images do they bring back gruesome memories?! TELL ME." Ada begin's banging on the door screaming out for Heather.

Donna walk's around the table with a photo in her hand, she flings it at Heather's feet. Slowly looking down at the photo, Heather's mouth drop's, her hands drop to her sides as well. Staring down at the photo of Harry and Lisa's corpse ripped apart and being eaten by a squid creature. Bawling up her fist tightly, Heather begin's taking deep breath's. Donna gulp's loudly as she step's back away and sit's back down in her seat watching Heather tremble. Suddenly the door break's open, Ada run's toward's Heather. "Heather! What's-...?" Ada cut's herself off as she see's the photo's scrambled everywhere, stopping half way to Heather she stare's at the photo's.

"What is this. . .?" Ada softly ask's as she glances at Donna, who is till sweating intensely. Donna slightly smirks as she tries to signal Ada to look behind her with her eye's. Ada frown's as she glances behind Donna in the corner to see a camera with a familiar logo on it. Gasping she turn's to look at Heather, "Heather! Let's go. Now." She quickly grabs her by the arm and pulls her along out the door. Donna watches them leave the room, letting out a breath of air she wipes away the sweat. Leaning back in her chair, she closes her eye's.