Unravelling Sanity

If you took a quick glance at Marie Donnelly as you passed her by on a busy Victorian street, you would think of her as a plain looking woman. Her hair would be braided neatly and she would give you a curtious nod or prehaps a breif fleeting smile. Nothing out of place.

But if you took a moment to speak with her- you mght realise she isn't quite as normal as you first made her out to be. You might notice her flickering eyes, the way she stutters as she battles with the voices inside her head. Heck, you could even catch a flash of metal in the corner of your eye. That would be the shiny knife she carried in her pocket; hopefully you won't catch the whiff of stale blood.