Note: This one is inspired by Buffy the Vampire Slayer episode "Normal Again". Today, in the role of person who wakes up to be told he's been living life not in a world of magic and monsters but in an insane asylum is everybody's favorite kid with a mess of a family tree, Henry Mills-Swan-Charming-White-Cassidy–Stilskin…
Chapter 1: The White Room
Henry woke up. His bed felt hard. And then he looked around.
He wasn't in his bed. He wasn't in a bed at all. He was lying on the floor. The floor, for it's part was white, though some dirt was showing around where he had been sleeping. Which meant only one thing. He wasn't in his room.
To his right was a bed. Its frame was visible and made of metal, but otherwise there white blanket on white sheets and a white pillow in a white pillowcase. To his left a white door, with a small window in it, showing that the white door led to a white hallway. And all around him…
All around him was the final clue as to where he was. White walls. White padded walls.
He was in an insane asylum.
Henry began to panic.
"Mom!" he yelled. He wasn't even sure which one he was yelling for. Either of them would do. Both of them would be relieving.
"Mom!" he yelled again. No response. Of course not. He was in a white room with a white door that was probably locked. Still, he figured he'd try the white door. He got up and…sure enough it was locked.
"Mom!" He wasn't even sure why he yelled a third time. His moms would surely be coming for him. But yelling for them, when they probably didn't even know where he was, wasn't going to do any good.
"Mom!" He'd have to stop doing that. He was only bringing attention to himself. He could yell his parents to him any faster.
A man walked up near the door and looked in. Henry hid under the bed.
He knew it wouldn't do any good, but for some reason, the man terrified him.
"Come quickly!" he heard the man say.
My mom is so going to kill you he thought, then wondered which one of his moms he was thinking of. Regina probably. Except…Emma was the Dark One now. She was probably capable of it now.
For the first time he made up his mind as to who he wanted coming to his rescue. He wanted Regina. Not that he wouldn't be happy to see Emma, but he was afraid Emma might do something terrible to these people. Something that might turn her dark forever. Regina, if she did something terrible to these people (and Henry wasn't exactly opposed to the idea) could come back from it – she'd had practice. But Emma…she couldn't. Not now. Not until they got her away from that dagger.
"He was calling out for his mom," he heard a new voice say, a female voice.
"Do you know…" and then the male voice trailed off and he couldn't hear them at all.
Henry decided to get out from under the bed. It was silly. There was nothing he could get anything from hiding under the bed.
He began knocking at the door.
"Hey!" he yelled, "Let me out! Let me out right now! I want to see my moms!"
The man walked up to the window in the door. Henry gasped.
The man in the window was Killian Jones.