Post #2428144 in Evolutionary, a roleplay on RPG

"Run and catch, run and catch; the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch," Deirdre sang, dancing around her dimly lit room. The white light seeped in through a barred window and made everything look pale and dull, but that didn't keep Deirdre from laughing and smiling. Ever since childhood, Deirdre could make fun for herself (with the help of some invisible friends). Now an adult, imaginary friends were few and far between for Deirdre, but her imagination was still as vivid as ever. And the voices always kept her company.

Deirdre lived in a constant haze of confusion that lifted suddenly in short bursts. She knew where she had first lived, she knew she killed bother of her parents, albeit nine years apart, and she knew that she had lived at the psychiatric hospital for ten years. These are the things she talked about when the voices were silent and the haze had gone. However, this would end with the abrupt natterings of what seemed like thousands of voices. She would startle the doctors, nurses, guests, and patients when she would answer their thoughts. Deirdre revelled in the discomfort she caused people, hearing their innermost thoughts. Her victims didn't share the same enjoyment. She scared them. It had to be more than insanity.

Deirdre's song and dance was abruptly interrupted by the opening of her bedroom door and the entrance of her doctor, Gregory Adams. "Good morning, Deirdre."

She stared and said, "it's rude to enter someone's room without knocking, even if you are having a bad morning."

"It's rude to enter someone's mind without asking, Deirdre," Dr. Adams responded indifferently.

Deirdre giggled and sat on the edge of her bed while Dr. Adams pulled up a chair. She liked Dr. Adams. He was the only doctor who didn't search for an alternate explanation as to how she was gathering information from someone else's mind, and she was rather handsome: brown hair, bright eyes, a strong jaw, and lovely muscles. If she weren't crazy, Deirdre was convinced that the two of them could live a happy life.

Once they were both seated and comfortable, Dr. Adams began: "how are you feeling this morning, Deirdre?"

Deirdre shrugged, "quite well, I think."

"I'm told that you didn't want to eat your breakfast. Why is that?

"I'm still quite full from our feast last night," Deirdre replied, rubbing her stomach whilst grinning wide.

"You didn't eat dinner last night. That's very unhealthy, Deirdre."

Deirdre shrugged, still smiling.

"Do you remember what I told you before?"

Deirdre rolled her eyes. "Skipping meals is unhealthy."

Dr. Adams smiled dryly, "yes, I do say that, and so do all of the other orderlies. I know that you simply refuse to eat, and I don't think nagging is going to change that. You're a stubborn girl. However, that's not what I'm talking about."

Deirdre's smile was gone and her eyes were empty. "If I'm not crazy, then why am I here?" Her haze had lifted and she spoke honestly.

"You're hear because you can't control yourself and other people think you're crazy. You could be out there living your life as a normal person if you could stop listening in on people's thoughts."

Deirdre scoffed, "I'm not normal. I know this because I can hear people's thoughts and everyone thinks I'm crazy. I'm safer in here."

"You're nothing but a caged animal in here. I don't know why you can't see that."

Why doesn't she get it? It's so easy to understand.

Dr. Adams looked into Deirdre's eyes.

You're not crazy.

Deirdre began to cry. She was lucid and comfortable when her mind was filled with her thoughts and only her thoughts, but as soon as her mind began receiving others', which she knew was very abnormal, the haze would return, and she would be left to her own devices.

"Come Deirdre," Dr. Adams sighed, holding out his hand for her to take, which she did, sniffling. "Let's go watch some television."

They walked hand-in-hand to the recreation room where several other patients were gathered around the television.

Snippet #2428144

located in Europe, a part of Evolutionary, one of the many universes on RPG.

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