Regression Therapy: Prologue 1
"Still unresponsive?," the nurse smiled sadly at the sight before him, where a blind girl sat quietly on the bed and stared blankly out of the window, her hands on her sides and her face passive of any emotions.
The psychologist smiled back sadly and stood up to gather her equipments, making clinking sounds as she picked everything up and zipped her bag.
She smiled politedly at the nurse, "Tell me, do you know anything else that has happened to her?", she asked, putting a lock of stray brown hair on the back of her ears.
"I'm sorry Dr. Cathy, all I know is that she's been traumatized by something, and she's been temporarily blind because she hit her head when she fainted inside their burning house," the nurse also stood up and began leading her through the door, turning the cold metal handle and opening it up for her.
Dr. Cathy's heels thumped on the floor, disturbing the eerily quiet hallways, but that's only it because of the soundproof walls. The horrors beyond the walls were unimaginable. Some patients suffer, some had killed, and some are killing themselves.
"If she still doesn't respond until the next week, I'll be considering on putting her here her whole lifetime.", Dr. Cathy etntered the elevators as cold silence met the nurse's ears.
"My, my, such a pretty girl, but a looney. I wonder what could've happened to her?," the nurse started heading for his next assigned room, sighing to himself. "Too bad."
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Audrey woke up with the smell of smoke and the sound of burning wood. She could hear sirens outside and a fee of her neighbors screaming, nut teo shouting voices rose above all downstairs.
What's happening?
She slowly got up, and inhaled smoke, which caused her to have a coughing fit. She then cobered her nose and got up again, heading to her bedroom window.
"Audrey's alive!" A few of her neighbors shouted.
She quickly scaned the crowd and relief flooded her as she saw her brother crying her name out.
A ladder was slowly ascending up her bedroom window, a fireman in a complete suit on top of it.
But wait.
Father's not here.
She turned around and was about to dash to her father's room when a voice called for her, "Miss! The house is going to collapse in a few more moments!"
She ignored the boice and was about to dash again when a cracking sound was heard and only blackness can be seen.
-To be continued-
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Regression Therapy
RomanceAubrey Stone is as alone as the world can give her, and additionally, blind. Being accused of having a lose screw on the head, her aunt sent her to an asylum a few miles away, where she becomes more unresponsive than ever, making her condition: crit...
