First Reality

[anxiousgrace]

[A soft sob... Coming from behind the clinic in town. There, a young, dark haired woman is curled in a ball, releasing more pent-up emotion than she has in quite a while. She's freaking out, and no surprise, all things considered. After all, she just woke up in a strange place, in clothing she's never seen, with wings.

It doesn't help that to her, this is just a sign that her schizophrenia is getting worse. It also doesn't help that the dress is vaguely reminiscent of the clothes patients wear at mental hospitals; she half believes she's in one.

Even though it's spring, it's a little nippy, and she's shivering in her thin cotton dress. She hasn't noticed the journal sitting by her feet, but she has at least stopped crying, though her breathing is still rapid.]

I don't know if I want this to be real or not...

Comments

[voice]

[anxiousgrace]

Trapped...?

[Things seemed ominous enough without that detail, but they just became a whole new kind of worrying.]

Why would they hold people hostage? What for? [She almost doesn't want to know the answer to that...]

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

To experiment upon, to my understanding they are seeking a means to return people to their homes of their volition, as well as understanding this world.

[voice]

[anxiousgrace]

Experimentation...?

When you say return people to their homes, do you mean us? Or are there others?

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

I speak primarily of us, though recent developments have offered plausibility to other enclosures of people.

Re: [voice]

[anxiousgrace]

It's good that they're trying to send us home, though if there are people in other "enclosures," I hope they get to return as well.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Many have the same hopes. Regardless, all we have to do here is to make the most of our time and experience.

[voice]

[anxiousgrace]

That's true in any situation... All we can do is make do with what we're given, and try to improve ourselves. [Some people are just given the short end of the stick.]

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Will these be your intentions until the day you are allowed to return home?

Re: [voice]

[anxiousgrace]

Those have been my intentions every day of my life. I don't see why these circumstances should change them.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Then why are you so worried about if this is real or not?

[voice]

[anxiousgrace]

Because... [Cayla isn't comfortable with sharing her condition over the journal. She's rather not release that information to the public just yet.]

It's complicated.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

... Will you need someone to watch over you until you become accustomed to life in this world?

[voice]

[anxiousgrace]

I... I should probably be fine. Maybe if something changes, but as things stand I'll be ok. I can always get help if I need it.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

[Someone who was not afraid to admit the possibility of needing help? He had to give her credit for that.] That is almost optimistic, wouldn't you think so?

Re: [voice]

[anxiousgrace]

I guess it is. [Knowing this was real... as bad as the situation was, knowing she was not alone, that it was not in her head, made it seem less severe.]

I know my limits, and I do what I can. I don't know when I'll be overwhelmed, but it happens, and I need help when it does. The situation is... not ideal, but I don't consider giving up an option.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

What about fighting against it? There are a large number who upon arrival rebel against the situation rather loudly, but you are not.

Re: [voice]

[anxiousgrace]

I think you're mistaking me for a stronger person. I doubt I can afford to rebel; it's better to wait and watch.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Not so much a stronger person, simply wiser. [Especially when someone had attempted to blast a hole through the barrier not so long ago.]

Do you simply take things in stride, then?

[voice]

[anxiousgrace]

[She's going to ignore that crack about her wisdom. He probably didn't intend to be insulting.]

It's not so much that I take things in stride as that I'm resigned to the inevitable. [She sighs.]

In truth, I'd rather not be here, but there is nothing I can do about that. If there is one thing my life has taught me, it's how to live with hardship.