That night Anakin tried hard to fall asleep but his eyes were sore and he couldn't stop thinking enough to remember how. There was something missing, but he didn't know what it was. After a few hours or so of racking his brain for a clue of any kind, he lost concentration and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Missy returned, as she said she would. She wore nearly the same outfit as the day prior, only it was a darker shade of blue. She still had her notes in her hand. When the door opened, Anakin remembered to squint before the light burned his eyes again.
"Good morning, Anakin. Sleep well?" An answer came in the form of a cold glare. "Look, I understand this is hard, but you must remember we only want you to get better."
"You've said that already," Anakin replied callously. "I answered your questions yesterday, and so far all you've done is knock me out, lock me up, and get what you wanted from me. I want to know what is going on before you say anything else to me."
Missy was taken aback. He had definitely changed with the return of his memories. She would have to be very careful around him. "You're at Glenwood Institution: we deal with mentally unstable people, and try to help them, or at least provide them with a place to help them understand their problems. When Jack, the policeman who brought you here, found you out on the street, he saw you were delusional. You need help, Anakin, and you aren't ready to admit it. We want to get you to the point where you can." She leaned forward, draping her arms over her crossed legs. "What else do you want to know?"
Anakin shook his head- this was ridiculous. He was by no means delusional, but this woman wasn't going to let him leave this place until he realized that he was. What kind of help was that? If he could prove that he really wasn't from this planet…
Without answering her last question, he concentrated as hard as he could, still keeping a calm look on his face, and tried to open the door using the force. He hadn't felt it would be useful earlier, not having anywhere to go, but now any alternative seemed better than this. He pushed with his mind, but with no results.
What kind of place was this?
He pushed again, gathering the force around him, but he realized that he couldn't feel it as he usually could. This was too strange. It was as if it had simply left him, but that was impossible-- right?
He sighed, and looked up to Missy, a defeated look apparent on his young face. "No, I don't want to know anything else. I just want to know how to get out of here."
"Good, you're making progress."
"I don't care about progress, Dr. Jenkins…"
"You will if it means the more progress you make the closer you get to leaving Glenwood." She gave him an encouraging smile and paused, waiting to see if he still wanted to argue. The silence confirmed that he was ready to simply cooperate, so she continued. "So you have this notion that you are from another planet. You aren't alone, I assure you. In fact, later on, if you're up to it, I can introduce you to a few people like you. And maybe we can take the straightjacket off, hm?"
Anakin nodded, very much wanting out of the jacket, but not entirely enthusiastic about meeting more people. That meant she was planning on keeping him here awhile.
"Good. Now, let's finish what we're doing first, though." She clicked on her pen and positioned it over a piece of paper. "Tell me more about this planet… what was it called?"
"Tatooine."
"Right, tell me about Tatooine." Missy looked intently into his eyes, waiting to hear about his home, but Anakin wasn't so sure that he wanted to tell her.
Still, he opened his mouth, about to speak, when something beeped from Missy's dress. She pulled out a small black box, looked at it, and then back at Anakin curiously.
"It looks like your family is here to see you."
"My family?" That wasn't possible, he hadn't even seen his mother in years, and she was by no means on this strange planet. So what was going on?
Missy looked up at the camera like yesterday and the door opened. Anakin wondered briefly if he were to simply look at it like she had if the door would open. Probably not.
"I'll just be a minute, I need to speak to them first, and then if they check out I'll bring you out to see them." Before Anakin could argue, she was gone, and he was left sitting in the dark, confused again, and wondering why anyone would pretend to be his family, and who even knew he was here?