This is a Fringe story dah! And as per usual I do not own fringe and all that goes with it.
This story is subject to change. Im just uploading this draft version.
Set in between seasons 2 and 3.
R&R ALWAYS!
~*~ In The Dark ~*~
Dark.
Impenetrable dark.
She has no idea how long she has been there just that every now and again he comes to the window, lifts the blind and smiles as she screams at him to let her out. She thinks he might be enjoying her discomfit. There is a discussing gleeful glint in those eyes. It used to upset her to see such evil in a familiar and loved face but by now she has memorised every line on the horrid face in the window and as she sat in the dark she compared it to the face from her past. She now knows its not him. That the man she is so fond of could never look at her like that. He would never see her as a piece of meat, a guineapig, a mouse in a trap squealing in terror.
She knows he is trying to break her and cannot help but feel sick each time he closes the blind deaf to her cries because she knows it's just part of his game. Although she tells herself she will not react next time, she will not call out, she will not scream or plead or beg, she knows she will and that makes it all the worse.
He does it because he wants her to break and she knows as she stares into his cruel eyes that he will keep her here until she breaks. She knows he will finally let her go, probably to her death but even that's not too bad. And no matter how hard she tries she knows that time will only come when she lies alone, frightened and broken in the dark, the impenetrable dark and she will embraced it.