The Schizophrenic Stalker
My mind feels cleansed. The air somehow seems fresher. I feel... relieved. I stare kindly at the wall. And then the other wall. They were covered with murals. Who did this? I looked down at my hands. They were coated with paint of all different colors. Oops. Had I done this?
I spun around, getting a full view of all the artwork. I must have blacked out and had an episode. I closed my eyes and breathed in the artificial air. I always feel relieved after those little episodes; they just take a huge weight off my shoulders and put them on the panels.
I open my eyes to investigate my work. The testing girl stood in one painting, arms slightly lifted, giving her the look of innocence. In another, the girl stood small underneath the massive robot, portal gun in hand, defiance in her eyes. Wow, I really did outdo myself this time didn't I?
I jerked my head to the side as I heard a crash not too far away. My eyes widened in panic as I leaped for cover behind a stray panel. I peeked out behind it and I saw a moving figure. It's her! What is she doing here?
As the test subject stepped into the room, her eyes widened. She seemed to be examining the- I mean my- murals. Her jaw was slightly open. She took a few steps back and looked around in awe. Great, she probably thinks she has a schizophrenic stalker or something. Oh wait, she does.
She slowly walked up to her innocence portrait and turned her head slightly. I wish I could see her face, but no, she has to be looking the other way. Well, at least I can see my mural.
The lady lifted up a hand and touched the paint on the painting. As it came away on her finger, her eyes held a puzzled look. What have I done? Now she will find me! The test subject looked around suspiciously, and then just smiled. A pure smile. It brought me joy just watching her.
I made a promise then. I will help this girl, no matter what, I am going to help her gain her freedom. Then, I did the unthinkable. As I watched her portal her way away, I did something I haven't done since I developed schizophrenia.
I smiled.
A/N
Guess who is taking up the hundred theme challenge? Me! I know I have to many other stories to work on, but I really do not feel like working on some of them! I typed this up a long time ago... I dont really remember when, but I thought it was too short for a real story.
I just love writing Doug Rattman! Anway the person of the day is... EvaSky and their story Broken Promises! Yay!