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Cleo babbled happily to herself as she walked down the plain halls of Maydin Phychiatric hospital, she was surrounded by her 'friends' and the hall she was walking down actually looked to be in some kind of palace.
Cleo waved and smiled at the blank walled down the hall, not really paying attention to who she was actually smiling and waving at as they all took new forms in her head.
Looking at Cleo, most would believe her to be one of the few lucky ones at Maydin as she was so detached from reality she didn't really notice where she was and the implications that followed it. However, what most didnt realise, is that Cleo isn't always away with the fairies and more often than not she is just pretending so that she can try to escape her dismal reality like the rest of the patients at Maydins.
These where on of the few moments that cleo's 'friends' had returned to play, and she was so caught up in her head that she didnt even notice that she had wondered into a hall and only returning to reality to late as she saw the floor speeding up to greet her as she tripped over a set of chairs.
Cleo cried out as she landed face first in front of a young brunette she had never seen before.