Schizophrenia

Chapter 3

I gagged and had to force down the herbal mix Erik gave me. I knew it would aid my recovery, but my body did not.

I still had no idea how I had gotten here.

One would think that a person would be panicking, frantic to discover the reason and how to get back to their world. But why panic when you have nothing to go back to? I don't remember much of the plot, but I do remember the music. That music that kept me going. His music. Here I can be free. This is enough.

But how do I explain my arrival?

How do I explain something even I don't understand?

When the contents of the delicate tea cup had been emptied, I set it on the bedside table.

"Now," He began. "I have several questions for you. Many of which revolve around the subject of how you ended up on my shore. Would you like to just start and save us the trouble of formalities?" In the time that he had said this, Erik had been slowly leaning forward in a threatening manner. Only it didn't ignite fear, but curiosity. I could just barely see under the edges of his porcelain mask. Bits of marred flesh shown through.

"Is your hearing damaged from having your head collide with the ground during a seizure?"

That certainly snapped me back into focus.

Sitting up a bit straighter, I tried to gather my thoughts.

"I... I'm not entirely sure I can explain that monsieur," I stated. My voice wavered from fear of what his reaction might have been.

"And what exactly do you mean by that, mademoiselle?" He ground out, obviously not pleased with my answer.

"You see..." My voice still shook. Clearing my throat, I began again. "You see, I am unable to explain how I arrived," I paused, motioning to my surroundings. "Here."

He rose from the bed. "Well, even if you cannot explain it, I must return you to the surface. Get yourself ready." He said quickly, making his way out of the swan room.

"No, wait!" I exclaimed. He paused at the doorway, tilting his head ever so slightly.

"I can't. I have nowhere to go."

"You are homeless?"

I nodded silently, deciding to go with the simple lie. He sighed, "I suppose you could stay here until you can find somewhere to go." Turning, he motioned to the wardrobe. "You can find a change of clothes and nightgown in here. Rest and we shall make you arrangements in the morning."

I said my thanks as he turned to leave once more. Pausing, he turned to me once more.

"What is your name?"

"Nicolette. Nicolette Connors."

"You have a beautiful name Miss Connors, now sleep."

Little did I know that this world would soon come crumbling down.

Author's Note: Hello everyone! It's summer so that means updates will be more frequent and LONGER. I think a lot of people will be able to appreciate that. So much thanks to everyone that has read and reviewed this story. It absolutely makes my day to read everyone's thoughts. I want to give a huge shoutout to deanna37 for giving me some great encouragement for this story. Please leave a review and let me know your thoughts on where the story will go!

Your obedient servant,

Dani Jade