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[color=8882be][sub][b]Location:[/b] Spring Hill; Lounge
[b]Interactions:[/b] Sienna [@Allycat][/sub][/color][/center]
Maria didn't have anything to do for the morning. They just amped up her medication and added a few more therapies and some more powerful sleeping pills. Maria was rather glad that she didn't have a full schedule filled with talking with the doctors about the voices in her head and the people who were always there but wasn't really and the nightmares and the[i]"-Time to come home-"[/i]. She let out a sigh as the PA system buzzed to life. Huh, IT 2? Maria wasn't going to torture herself through a horror movie. Especially that one. [i]"-Not comfortable with clowns?- not really-"[/i] The chef sounded nice. Maybe the lesson would be able to distract her enough.

Ah. So another one was gone. This time it was Bethany Pierce. She didn't know the woman very well but she was just one among the people that had left the institution. Graduated, essentially. They've been cured of their illnesses and is now back at their own homes living their normal lives. At first, Maria had the dreams of becoming one of them. To leave. But then came the doubts. The voices that told her that it was dangerous - that something was wrong. [i]"-Getting out is impossible-"[/i] But also that it was a sweet reprieve. But she felt like it would be hard to get out - one way or another. She'd been there for nearly a year and she hasn't been cured yet. [i]A crash.[/i] Still, it was rather worrisome that she hasn't ever heard from any of the other patients who have left before. [i]"-Bethany wasn't better the last time I saw her-"[/i]

Maria stared at the cup of coffee in her hands. The voices were starting to get weaker until they were white noise that she could barely understand. The muddier, the better. She brought the cup of coffee to her lips as she watched a woman - Sienna, she remembered - leave the lounge. She let out a sigh before grabbing the pocketbook she had borrowed from the facility before. It had been her third time reading it but it was to-

Something dashed from one end of her vision to the other. A black silhouette. Typical really. She was certain it wasn't real. Kind of. The patients don't dash like that. Nor do they sit ominously to the side with a black shadow over them. She blinked once. Twice. Thrice. Ah, there we go. They were gone. Oh, Sienna came back. She looked sick. After weighing her options, she stood up and headed towards her. She jerked back for a moment as something passed by right in front of her. Shaking her head, she continued her walk towards Sienna.

[color=8882be]"Sienna."[/color] Maria called out softly and her eyes seemed to unfocus for a moment before sharpening again. [color=8882be]"You seem unwell. Do you need anything?"[/color]