Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura.

A/n: Hello everyone, I know it's been a long time since I've written anything. I've got free time now so I'm going to try and get the stories rolling especially my Harry Potter ones, the reviewers are not getting any happier so I better write something. Lol, anyway I figured that it is time to update this one. The quality of this chapter is probably not too good but it will improve! I promise. The thing is that the idea that surrounds this story is so out there that it's quite hard to grasp. So, I hope this will get a bit of your attention. Enjoy the story and thank you for reviewing.

A Special Dedication to my dearly beloved Turkey who's been ushering me to continue my writings. Thanks for being there, darling.

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I woke up and saw nothing but white walls. There was a window but it had bars on it, a direct insult to my existence. As if I would ever climb out a window to escape this mess which I have paid for. Ridiculous capitalistic institutions! I could not remember how I got here in the first place. All that I remember was Hiragizawa-kun talking to me. Just as I was about to recall more, a nurse came into the room.

"Miss Daidouji, I'm glad to see that you are awake. You gave us quite a scare", she said.

"How long was I unconscious for?" I asked.

"Approximately 4 days", she answered.

Four days? I've been unconscious for four days? Over what? That's absurd. The nurse continued to check my temperature, listen to my heartbeat and checked my blood pressure. She looked up at her clipboard and wrote some stuff on it while I watched her with my accusatory eyes. She did not notice my nasty attitude towards her. Perhaps all nurses are tolerant and patient people that would explain why most end up fat and chirpy. She looked about my age and looked relatively beautiful. My question is, why one earth would she want to be here? She has got so much to offer. Why would one waste her life in a loony bin?

"Miss Daidouji, I think you should be fit enough to be back in your own room by this evening", she told me, smiling before leaving the room.

"Thank you", I replied, turning to the barred window.

I felt trapped like a bird in a cage, looking and waiting for release. Birds belong in the skies as I belong in the world outside of this self containing unit which is in need of serious extreme interior makeover. How does the color white help any patient? Everything we have here is white. What does that symbolize? If it says purity and calmness, I doubt that they know what they are talking about. But then again, it's just my opinion. The opinions of a god damn 'alcoholic'.

Help me… Somebody…

What was that? Who was that? I looked around my 15 by 15 room and there was no one there. I got off the bed and followed the voice that I heard and went straight to the wall in front of me.

Help me…

The voice was so eerie. Whoever it was must be in either fear or pain or lots of painkillers. It was definitely a voice of a girl. No ma can shriek or wails like a banshee as well as a girl. The voice continued to wail, seeking help. I went to the door to my room and turned the knob. It was locked. I went back to the part where I heard her loud and clear. Then, her wailings stopped and an eerie silence followed it just before I heard her scream. I heard footsteps. The nurses must have been running in to help her. I placed my ear to the wall, hoping that it was thin enough for me to know what is going on.

"This is the third time this week", someone said.

"We have to separate her from the others. Take her to the North Wing", another someone said.

The North Wing? I don't recall any buildings or extensions that were North. I wonder if anyone else knew about the North Wing.

Help me… Tomoyo…

I felt a breath on my neck. My whole body froze. Something was breathing on my neck! I slowly turned around; fearing what I would see but when I turned nothing was there. How was that possible? I heard the voice and I felt the warm breath on my neck.

Am I really going insane?

I found myself sitting, facing a corner and rocking back and forth. I was afraid. I know that I heard the voice and I know that something or someone was here before. Someone needed help. Whoever it was must have tried to get me to help her. She said my name, didn't she?

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Just like the nurse has said, I returned to my room by evening of the same day. Alicia and the others came to see me. They gave me a very supportive group hug. Jake the angst made me a 'welcome back' card with black paper and red ink. It had glitter all over it. I have the softie a big hug; Ben gave me one of his teddy bears saying that it would be my guide in Donovan's. They were all so nice.

"We saw what happened. You just popped when that Eriol turned up. Then, you collapsed and he carried you inside", Megan explained.

I sat on my bed, trying to recall what had happened.

"How's he doing?" I asked.

They all looked at each other, shrugging.

"Nurse Gwen hid him from the group. Alicia suspects that she had probably drugged him and used him for her own sexual appetite", Jake said.

They all laughed.

"They may have taken him to the North Wing", Alicia said.

Everyone froze then cringed at the place mentioned.

"The North Wing?" I asked.

"It is where the severely insane are held. Those who are traumatized and high dangerous are placed there. It's like High School; you don't want to go there. Just three days ago, a girl was admitted in because she was traumatized by rape. They sent her there, straight", Ben said.

Could she be the one that I heard screaming? Interesting. They all looked at me, strangely.

"You know something, don't you?" Jake asked.

I was about to open my mouth and tell them everything that I knew but I decided against it. Perhaps I was just going insane, I didn't need to give the institute another damn reason to increase my drug dosage or isolate me from the others for causing unnecessary difficulties. The whole group looked at me, waiting for me to answer just like a group of predators waiting for the prey to make a move.

"Come on Tomoyo, you can tell us", Megan said.

I looked at Alicia who was the only one who did not force me to answer them.

"Guys, leave her alone. You're going to give her either a heart attack or epilepsy if you don't stop it. Besides, she needs to rest", Alicia said, shooing everyone out of the room.

Everyone left in discontent. Alicia continued about with herself.

"You heard voices, didn't you?" Alicia asked, in a quiet voice.

My heart skipped a beat. How could she have known? What does she know? About a million questions ran through my head at that moment. Why it is that everyone speaks of the North Wing as if it was a torture chamber? Was it some sort of a 'House of Pain'?

"The isolated rooms are near the North Wing cells where the ones who need personal care are placed. I've been there a lot. I would know", she said, a sense of comfort in her voice.

"What do they do in there that scares people so much?" I asked.

She turned around to me, looking serious. There was a hint of fear in her eyes. The kind that you see in a child when they are afraid of those which are unknown.

"You know how movies portray mental institutes? Padded walls and electric machinery for shocks and the works? That's what is in there. Your friend Eriol was in there for a while before he joined us", Alicia said.

I sat there in shock. Eriol? He was in there? Why?

"Do you know why?" I asked.

"No, I don't but whatever that placed him in there must have shocked him enough to cause a traumatic experience. Only the extremely extreme cases are placed there. Your friend, Eriol must have gone through hell at one point", Alicia answered.

My mind started turning again with question of curiosity. I became more intrigued by the moment. Come to think of it, he never answered my question to why he was in here. That and who was that girl who cried for my help? The next thing I knew, the lights went off and my eyes closed as I drifted to the land of nods.

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Tomoyo… Help me… You know where I am… Help me…

The voice came back to me. The girl who cried out to me. I heard her voice again. My eyes snapped open and that was when the strangest thing happened. My body started to movie on its own. I got out of my room and went through different corridors that I have never been to. Then, I came to a sign which said 'North Wing'. My path was blocked by an alarm key control pad which needed access codes before I could enter in. My hand reached out to the buttons and the numbers were keyed in. The door opened, luring me in. My mind was scared but my body was not corresponding with my head. My legs brought me to room 344. My hands reached the door knob and I slowly entered the room.

In the corner of the room was a girl, tied to her bed. She looked no older than 17. She could not move but her eyes did all her talking for her. I could see the bruises on her face and her bloodshot eyes was piercing through me as it they begged for me to help her. That was when my body just fell back to my control. I gently caressed her bruised face for assurance.

Tomoyo… You must help me… I am afraid that they will come for me…

"Don't worry, Annette. I'm here for you", I said.

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I was not quite sure if the other night was real or if it was just a dream because I woke up in my bed and Alicia didn't seem to have known if I had left the room. It was just odd. I had my counseling sessions with the doctors and I lied throughout the whole thing, telling them one thing when it was another. They decided that they will give me another month and if by the end of the month I was fine, I'll be released and stamped 'healthy'. I didn't see Eriol at all and I was wondering where he was and if he was alright. That was when he came into my mind.

Thinking of me?

I heard his voice in my head. It was one thing that I cannot stand, that would be people who cannot understand the concept of privacy.

My most humble apologies, Daidouji-san. This is the only way that I can communicate with you.

How come?

I'm in an isolated chamber. The doctors thought that I was causing problems for you.

I'm sorry; I didn't know that this would have happened. I'll talk to them immediately to release you.

Don't worry about it, Daidouji-san.

Hiragizawa-kun, may I ask you a personal question?

What is it?

Why are you here in Donovan's?

The Donovan Institute cares for many different kinds of mentally challenged patients. Some are here for no reason at all such as people like yourself and some of us are here because our minds and thoughts are not on the same track. The rest of us are insane psychopaths and traumatized mice.

Which one are you?

I'm not too sure, that is why I'm here to figure that out.

What happened to you?

That's the strange thing. I do not actually remember how I got here but from what the doctors have told me, I'm here because I'm mentally devastated by the death of my lover, Kaho Mizuki. A benefactor by the name of Victor Harrison sent me here to cure me of my mental disorders.

Victor Harrison? He sounds very familiar, Hiragizawa-kun. Is he of any relation to you?

Of course not, I'm magically born. I have no family or relatives at all. I don't even recall who this Victor person is.

Is Gwen paid by him too?

Yes and I think she's been drugging me. Every time she sees me and feeds me, I go weak after that and I blank out.

Are you sure it's not just because of your lust for her? I mean, she's a very busty and curvaceous woman. It could be that you're weak because of your e sexual urges.

You sound jealous, Daidouji-san.

I beg your pardon! I am certainly not jealous of your red headed slut of a nurse! Why should I be? I have better assets than hers but I don't show them to lure helplessly mentally ill patients!

Calm down, Daidouji-san. I was only joking. Besides, I dare not insult your heavenly assets for I fear your wrath. Again, I apologize for my rudeness.

I couldn't help but blush at his comments. The nerve wrecking part of all this was that he knew how I felt and how I reacted. There was no way that I could escape him while he's in my mind. It was horrifyingly mortifying!

"Tomoyo, are you alright? You look a little flushed?" Alicia asked.

I shook my head and smiled.

"I'm fine, it's just a little stuffy in here", I said, smiling.

Hiragizawa-kun, are you still there?

Yes, I am.

Do you know anything about the North Wing?

Considering that I've been isolated there right at this very moment, I would say yes.

You love your sarcasm, don't you, Hiragizawa-kun?

When you've been here as long as I have, sarcasm is the only tool that you have to protect you.

Ever heard that sarcasm is the lowest form of wit?

I'm in a mental asylum. How much wit do you think I have?

Point taken. Are you always like this?

Like what? Some sort of a psychotic idiot rambling? I'll have to say no, but I can be if I want to. It depends on how much drugs are in me at one time. Oh shit, Nurse Gwen is here.

Hiragizawa-kun, what's wrong?

Medication. Gwen injects this weird stuff that gets me really weak. I'm not sure if she is supposed to.

Hiragizawa-kun, medication time is after meal times and it's 3pm. She is definitely not supposed to inject you with anything.

That was the last that I heard of him. His presence wasn't there anymore. I think he may have been right. Nurse Gwen was drugging him but why? I'm going to find out why and why does the name Victor Harrison sound so familiar? So many questions and so little answers. That girl in my dreams, Annette. How did she get to me and how did I get to her?

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A/n: That's the end of this chapter. Tune in for more. Thank you so much for the support. I love you all! Review!