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White walls, smoke drifting from my cigarette, loud ticking of a clock on the wall behind her chair. Her is my patient Alice. Her long pink hair is abnormal, and the bandages from self inflicted wounds make her horrible to look at; but I must. It took 5 fully grown men to get her into this session, how is that? She is nothing but a child... A "possesed" child, says the other docters.

She talks to herself, when she is all alone. She finds objects that would not be normal weapons, and makes them into weapons. She is in my mind a demon. I only feel truly safe when she is in the questioning room, and I am in the mirrored room. For in this room she cannot see me. Or can she?

I butt my cig out after one last drag, letting the smoke fill my blackened lungs. One deep breath, folder in hand, and I am off into the questioning room I go. I put a fake smile on my lips trying to look cheerful, Alice does not move.

Her hair is covering her face, her head is sagging forword at a akword angle. Her restraints seem to be the only thing from keeping her sitting there, I am greatful to the restraints.

I move quickly to the table seperating my seat from Alice's, throwing the folder onto the table I sit in the chair my pulse beating rappidly in my chest. I am to close to her, I wish not to be near her.

"Hello Alice," My voice tightens, and I hold myself in the seat. "And how are you today?"

She says nothing, but her head starts to sway back and forth, back and forth. God it sickens me to see her.

"What do you think you stupid b***h..." A hoarse voice says from that mouth covered by her hair. Her voice is like nails on a chalkboard it is haunting, and she sounds more possesed then humane.

I keep my voice level straighten my posture, and keep that fake smile on my lips.

"I am here to help you remember?" My voice cracked, Alice laughs malicously.


"Yeah right, you think you can help me? Your wrong," Her hair moves away from her face as she bring her head up. Her eyes are lifeless, they are only hollows for she cannot see, though her lids stay open like she can.

A shiver runs down my spin, and I look away casually opening the folder for her eyes make me sick.

"I can help you if you let me Alice."

"No one can help me..."

"No one will help you because you won't let them in."

Alice snorts, and looks away pulling lightly on the restraints testing them.

"Listen Alice, I can help just let me," My voice is desperate for I wish to be done with this sooner rather than later.

She stays silent, and I sigh.

"Where are you from?" I start with the usuals.

"None of your business."

"How old are you?"

"Guess."

"Why are you here?"

"Cause I kill people," She laughs and pulls against the restraints. "And you know who I want to kill next?" I already knew the answer for when I looked at her she licked her lips.

"You don't kill people Alice."

"Yes I do, I killed my parents. I killed my sister too. I watched them writher, and listened to them scream as I tortured them for hours. Finally I got sick of there voices and moved on."

"You are lieing Alice..."

I am not sure why I said it, though I knew she wasn't lieing. There was no physical proof Alice killed her parents, only the fact that she was covered with there blood.

"How do you know that," Her had begins to loli side to side sickly making cracking sound. "I love peoples screams... will you scream for me when I get you?"

I have had enough, and I reached across to the needle.

"Sorry Alice but you are out of line right now."

All she did was smirk as I walked to her, and moved her head to reveal the right side of her neck. Then it happened like a blur, and I was thrown back smashing against the glass that I felt was so protective. Alice was coming toward me the needle raised in her hand, god I wish that I wouldn't have to die here.

I tried to move but I was frozen in her glare. She came closer, and closer, I knew I was going to die.

"Scream for me Docter, Scream."