Part 1- The insane asylum
Francis POV
"My dear Jane, will you marry me now?" when I said that, I felt so useless. So unrefined. Why Jane? Why most you stare off the distance like your life is standing at the edge of a cliff? It's Caligari isn't. The man makes me furious. "I think I know..." Caligari utters. You know what! What do you know Caligari? Here I lay on this wooden bench with a straight jacket strapped on to me tightly. I just wish I could break free and destroy Caligari once and for all. Maybe I am crazy. Crazy for revenge! I watch my poor Jane's life slowly drifts away. I know my fate. I don't need Cesare's homicidal thoughts and predictions for that. I see him walk back and forth; picking at the flowers in his hands. The petals drop one by one. What is he doing? Well, I'm not concern about that now. I want to know if Jane is okay. Even though her heart is no longer attached to mine. I have a strange feeling that that Cesare's heart could be reaching out for hers and her heart is reaching out for him. What am I thinking? I've must be definitely going crazy now!
Jane POV
My innocence had disappeared and I no longer feel Francis's love for me. Is it true that Cesare could be the one for me? All of us have gone crazy and not a single soul will be saved. I look off the distance with no emotions at all. Maybe we all have the same fate.
Dr. Caligari POV
Looking at my patients, I feel I have a superior complexity over them. I'm so proud of myself. I look at my most crazy patient. Francis. He thinks he can get rid of me! Nonsense! I'm their leader now. My words are law. Even Cesare agree. He's been the best of them all. It's not surprising to me that he'll agree. I could, one day, send him free. But at the time being he'll stay and watch everybody suffer in this insane asylum. Suffer? Now that's not the proper word. I meant watch them become more like him and not themselves. I let him do whatever he wants because his strings are still in tacked.
Francis POV
Days goes by and the silence in the insane asylum was making me go nuts. The servants have to watch over me 24/7. how about that Cesare guy? I see him still in the same corner, holding the damn flowers close to his chest. Can that guy get a grip of reality? That bouquet of flowers is going to die pretty soon and there is nothing he can do about it. My eyes scan over to Jane on the chair she couldn't get off of. Her eyes are closed; drifting off to sleep. Sleep is the only time she's at peace. It hurts me so much seeing her suffer. A month passed and I see a few improvements in Jane. I see her walk around the asylum now a days. Though her gaze was still fixed to the distance. Wake up Jane! Please wake up! Oh God, I'm so miserable! I look at the ceiling quickly with my eyes shot open. I heard a thud and it brought my attention to Cesare. He was lying on the floor face down. The servants picked him up and then send him out to another room. He was Caligari's meat puppet. I'm so glad it's not me. I stop and think about how crazy Caligari is. From 1 to 10... I'll give him a 10. I also think that Cesare may not be as crazy as he looks. More like... misunderstood. I sit up on the bench wanting to walk over to Jane and ask her many questions about her health. She's only improving slowly. Don't worry Jane; we'll get out of this nut house together.