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My breath forms small clouds when I breath out.
It's been a while since I've been in England. I thought. Shivering I pulled my scarf closer. This weather is way to cold for me, I'm used to sunshine and heat that's unbearable.
Around me, I hear voices talking about films or so. I don't care.
"Excuse me?" A small voice asked, obviously feminine... wait did she meant me? "Yeah?" I answered not bothered to turn my head to the direction the voice came from. It would habe been useless. I would'nt see her.
YOU will never see her a voice wispers in my mind.
"Is you name John? I'm here to bring you home!" She said forcing me away from my mind.
Home?
I don't have one, just my sister and I'm not even talking to her anymore.
"You will share an apartment with a carer for a wile to oversee your condition. Don't worry, if you're lucky it only lasts a few weeks. Oh, by the way I'm Molly, pleasant to meet you"
She babbles, in the last part I feel a swish of air... she streches her hand out? But I cannot let her down, can I? She has been so nice.
But how?
I bite my lip.
Slowly extanding my  hand. Trying to make out the position of her hand.
After a long, really long awkward minute I find her hand. I lightly squeeze it saying: "John, nice to meet you Molly!"
I feel her eyes on me, but I just continue smiling.
Do I look like a freak? Probably! I mean I'm smiling at nothing but darkness. Plus she is probably not even in this direction.
I giggled, what if I accidently took a wrong hand.
Wait. I look like a fool now.
The giggle tourns into a cought. Perfect recovery John, perfect.
She now thinks your nuts.
"Are you alright there?" She asks worrying. Ah you know, I've seen horrible things in war and it shall be the last ones I've ever seen but "I'm fine" I answered "Sorry"
"Really? It looked like you had a tougth time shaking my hand."
"Never mind that. It's normal. So where do we need to go?" Nice change of topic John, the voice compliments me, you really want to get into an Asylum as fast as you can?
"I'm sorry, but how is that normal?"
Dammit she got me. With the sweetest voice I have I say "I'm blind"
"Oh..." is the only thing I hear for awhile.
"May we continue?"
"Sure, yeah... uhm... sorry about... that... Anyway," she mumbles and then, suddenly, takes my hand "I will bring you to the centrale."
With that she practically shoves me out of the trainstation.

(A/n) hope you liked it, I suddenly got the idea and really wanted to write it. Hope you enjoyed it and hopefully see you soon. :D

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