Sam came back from the restroom and sat back down in her seat. The air plane was high above ground and an odd feeling overcame Sam. The walls felt like they were closing in. She knew that Jason will now ask her about her past in a mental hospital and she didn't want to tell him everything. She worked too hard to keep it a secret for her to open up now.

"Can we talk?" Jason asked.

"I gotta go to the bathroom." Sam lied and got up but Jason grabbed her hand.

"You just were in the bathroom. Why are you avoiding me?"

"I just don't want an interrogation, alright?" Sam shot back.

"What's wrong? What's happening to you?" Jason was now a little angry.

Sam sat down in her seat and looked ahead, avoiding eye contact. "Nothing"

"You're lying. Tell me what happened. I'm your husband, you can trust me." Jason said calmly letting her know that he cared about her.

Sam knew she couldn't get away with keeping this secret, but the truth was too painful to relive. She decided to deceive him. Not that she was going to lie, she was just going to edit the truth. "I'm been raped alright?"

"When?"

"21 years ago. I was walking through the forest and some guy attacked me." Sam said through the tears that suddenly began to fall like rain from the sky. "He raped me and left me for dead. I..."

"What? You what?"

"I" she didn't want to tell him the truth and this was the place where editing her story was useful, she simply left some important details out and jumped to the part he wanted to know. "I went to an insane asylum. Please don't ask me anymore questions."

"Ok. I'm so sorry this happened to you." Jason said as he hugged her. There was something missing in her story. Sam got raped when she was around 12, then she got hospitalization. Something must have happened to her that would cause her to seek mental help. Did the guy try to threaten her again? Did someone try to kill her? Was she raped by someone terrifying? Was she raped at a younger age then 12? Was she raped by someone she knew and thought she could trust? All those questions were running through Jason's mind but he chose not to ask her. He didn't want to upset her even more.

Jason kissed Sam on the forehead while holding her tight.

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"What's wrong?" Sam asked Sage when they arrived at the hospital for the insane. Sam was now calm and rational. She forced herself to forget the tragedy from 21 years ago.

"I'm scared." Sage cried out. She had tears in her eyes, her hair was a mess, and her arms were bloody.

"What happened?" Jason asked. He suddenly became protective of Sage. Probably because she was scared out of her mind and he could relate.

"I have to show you something." Sage changed the subject and started walking towards a large handout room where all the patients were together, almost like friends. A doctor followed them with a cart of pills.

Sage opened the door and an angry woman jumped out at them. She had long brown hair bloody finger nails. "Killers, you are all killers!" the woman screamed as she started scratching Sam, as if defending herself from a killer.

"That woman attacked me." Sage stated the fact.

Jason punched the woman and she fell to the ground. One of the doctors looked at him but didn't do anything, they were glad that crazy woman is down.

"Why did you do that?" A doctor from behind his asked.

"She was harassing my wife." Jason stated to the doctor.

"She's been harassing everyone. I honestly wish all patients would be like Jane." She said and pointed to a woman rocking in her chair.

"Is that her name? Jane?" Sage asked as if she was trying to figure something out, or like she knew something.

"We don't know who she is so we call her Jane Doe." the doctor said.

Sam and Jason looked at the woman. She was facing a blank wall. Long blonde hair was all that was visible about her, after all, she had her back to them.

"There's something I have to show you." Sage said as she walked closer to Jane.

Now they were close enough to hear Jane talking. "I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead..." the woman repeated over and over again.

All of them walked over to her and looked at her face. "I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead."

Her eyes were dead, and so was her face. She seemed to be blind or something. She didn't look at them, didn't even know someone was there looking at her. "I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead."

"She's been like that for a long time. Ever since we got her actually." The doctor started to say, "We found her at the door steps of the hospital, someone dropped her off and left her there."

Jason looked at the doctor and then back at the woman, "Is she blind?"

"No. We thought she was blind too at first, but every time that scary woman whom you just knocked out comes to Jane, she get abusive and starts to scream. So she must be able to see."

"How long has she been here?" Sam asked, astonished by what she saw.

"Three years." the doctor said, "Why do you know her? You three look like you're looking at a ghost."

Sam didn't answer. First she looked at Sage and silently murmured, "thank you," then she looked at the doctor and said, "Yes, I do know her."

"Well, who is she, what's her name?"

"Her name is," Sam couldn't believe what she was going to say next, "Faith Roscoe."