Feb. 27th, 2007

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Feb. 27th, 2007 08:15 pm
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Sarah Lewis. Talk about a blast from the past.

I knew a girl named Sarah Lewis. A few months ago. Before the doctors started figuring out what was really wrong with me, we were in the same ward. Along with her girlfriend Eve, the one who died in the hospital fire. I never heard what happened to Sarah. She's probably been transferred somewhere. I'll bet she was crushed. She really loved Eve. Eve was one seriously scary person but Sarah really loved her.

Not that this could be that Sarah. Sarah was a much gentler person than this. This is the kind of stuff I wouldn't put past Eve, but Sarah was more traumatized than violent. They put me in one of the beds she'd been in, in Isolation, and it had all of these crazy images in it. A lot like the ones I see sometimes around my new school, wackily enough. Stuff that should not be real anywhere, but might be real here, and that's what really freaks me out. Then again, what I do isn't supposed to be real either.

It has to be a coincidence, though. That's got to be a pretty common name, right? Whoever this "tick tock" person is, it doesn't have anything to do with the hospital.

The only person I know who could do stuff like this is dead, anyway.

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