A/N: Sorry for this chapter being so short! Please review it means a lot! I will update quicker next time!
I didn't know what to do. I loved my sister. Now I am sitting here pain in my head, visions all the time now. I don't even know what day it is. I heard shuffling near the door. I could hear whispers outside.
"Hello, Ms. Brandon. How are you doing today?" He asks. No answer. "Please answer me." Again no answer. How do I reply that I have had more visions of that man? I mean, how do I say that he wants to kill me? I just sit there with my blank face and look straight ahead. He sighs and walks out. This seems familiar. About 15 minutes later I hear light footsteps out in the hall. I know I should be scared, but I'm not. All I know is this place is messing with my emotions. The door opens and in comes a man with dirty blonde hair. He closes the door and just looks at me. I just look straight forward. He walks over to the side of my bed and picks up my wrist. He looked straight down at me. I guess to catch my eye. I don't know. He lefts my wrist and smells it.
"You are going to be a good one." He puts my wrist down back on the bed. My face my not show my emotions, but I know I have them. Nothing. I feel nothing. How do I tell anyone this? That would make me stay here even longer. He walked out the door without a second glance and closed the door. It was about 4 hours till the doctor came back. He looked at me with worry.
"What happened?" He asked.
"He came." It was the first thing I said in days. Maybe weeks, I wouldn't know.
"Who came?" This time I didn't reply. He would call me crazy. I bet he all ready does. "Please tell me Mary Alice." I look up at him. It was the first time he called me by my first name.
"That man I told you about. The man with dirty blond hair. Remember one of the first visions I told you about? The one he would come smell my wrist and leave? That just happened." I told him. I was too scared now not to tell.
"Ok. We can solve this. I promise." He looked serious enough. I couldn't help but trust him. I knew I didn't have anyone else. He was the only one trying to help. I nod.
"I want to go to sleep now." I say in a quite voice. He nodded and walked out. That's when I let the tears flow down my checks. I know I am either going to leave here either dead or almost dead. I know I won't be alive.
Or at least fully.