Lunacy Paradox

by littlemaru

"The world should be waking up by now to whatever atrocities had taken place in the night… Atrocities he had struggled to explain to himself, and of course to Scully. She wanted to know who had done this to Mulder, and to herself. She wanted to know why. He didn't know what to tell her."

1. Morning

Chapter One - Morning

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She awoke to the haze of a clouded sunrise. It was barely light enough to read her wristwatch, leading her to realise it was missing from her wrist completely. She twisted her neck to where her bedside table should be beside her, only to confirm to her she wasn't even in her bedroom at all. It was in that moment that she realised she was outside, lying on her side in the damp and the cold.

She felt her heart lurch uncomfortably in her chest, causing herself to sit up anxiously; the world was spinning around her. The ground felt wet under the palms of her hands, and to her dismay the earth beneath her had soaked her clothes through to the skin. She ignored the sharp ache running down her neck and spine, attempting to pull herself to her feet without much success as she became overwhelmed with the onset of nausea.

She staggered back down on her side against her will, her previously polished heels scuffed against the ground, her face once more grazing the cold earth. She could taste blood in her mouth.

Scully remembered that that her assignment had gone horribly wrong. Her gun was missing from her possession as she felt for it frantically on herself. Apprehensively she remembered she had dropped it in the darkness, unable to remember why or how. Shots had been fired. It had been too dark, and her memory faltered. She then remembered something else. The blood that had gathered in her mouth since the impact of a fist earlier trickled out of her as she spoke.

"Mulder.."

Hazily she wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her coat, before attempting to sit up once more. In the field of over a mile of grass, he was nowhere to be seen.