Okay, this, I shall admit, is my favorite chapter of this story, party because I'm crazy. :)

I enjoyed writing it mainly because I've been wanting to do a story like this but I don't think my skills are high enough for a horror fic, thus I'm trying it out. I know this chappie is pretty short, but like I said, I like it and hope you do too.

I don't own InuYasha.

Sango sat in the corner, her pretty ball dress gone and replaced with a patient's uniform. The room that she was in had several other women, ignoring her completely.

However, how it looked in the room wasn't as bad as how Sango was feeling.

When she was thrown in here, they drugged her up with a substance she'd never heard of and within minutes, her sight was going nuts, her thoughts were jumbled, and her insides twisted with the feeling of nausea. This feeling...it was making her crazy...

"I'm not crazy.." She whispered to herself, her bangs shadowing her eyes from the world within the room.

But someone heard that whisper.

A woman walking past suddenly turned to Sango, a crazed look in her eyes. She threw herself at the girl, each hand grabbing a bundle of her hair. Sango didn't have time to react and before she could do anything, the woman's face was inches away from hers. "Do you see them? Do you see the souls? They're being eaten by my pets...my pets...Do you see my soul stealers!"

Sango stared at the woman wide-eyed and when the stranger started banging the back of Sango's head against the wall, she let out cries of pain. "I want yours now! They want your soul too!"

But no one came.

She threw her off with all the strength she had left and when the woman landed on her back, she didn't get up. She simply laughed. "It's so pretty...your soul is so pretty..."

Sango closed her eyes tightly. 'I'm not crazy! Please, Kami, save me!'

This place terrified her.

This place screwed up her thoughts.

And worst of all, this place made her feel...alone.

Butterflies...

Strange. Why would there be butterflies in this place? She'd never seen any before...

Sango stared up at the ceiling now, seeing purple butterflies flutter around her room. Purple...she hated that color.

'How pretty though...'

She laughed. "Butterflies..."

It was true. They gave her something and now it was taking full effect. It had only been a few hours and she was seeing purple butterflies. Well, the good thing was that her nausea was gone, but it was replaced with interesting perkiness that was never there.

She reached one hand up in the air and wiggled her fingers, watching them carefully. Instead of having five fingers, she had ten and when she saw this, she wondered why the other five would keep disappearing...

She laughed again, burring her hands in her chocolate locks now, messing it up even more. "I'm crazy." She hugged herself and let out a cry of delight.

Suddenly, her smile faded and she stared to the ceiling once more...

'Kohaku...'

A tear fell. She was starting to forget things..like why she was here and why she felt so empty and depressed deep inside...

Why was this happening?

"Who's Kohaku," She asked herself out loud, "A boy?" She tilted her head, as if she was asking her newfound friend, the ceiling.

And then it hit her, even if she didn't know what. A wave of sadness stabbed her in the chest and more tears fell. She turned herself over on the rock hard mattress and cried into the pathetic excuse for a pillow.

"I want it to stop! Stop it! Stop it! STOP!"

She got up and threw herself at the bolted door of the room, banging her fists against it and screaming at the top of her lungs.

'What's wrong with me?'

'I can't think straight...'

'Why can't I remember?'

'I'm going crazy...'

'Stop it!'

'MAKE IT STOP!'

"MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE, SOMEONE, MAKE IT STOP!"

And then the locks unlocked themselves and her door opened slowly.

But there was no one waiting on the other side to take her away.

Cautiously, she walked out, looking for any signs of life but there were none. Just a long, straight hall that held cells just like hers on the side. Her bare feet took a step out of her room and she walked down the hall.

'Where shall I go...?'

She saw a sign that pointed her in the direction of the roof and followed.

'Is this where I need to be...?'

And up the stairs she went.

'I think...I think I want to fly tonight..'

'Yeah...fly...'

Her tears never ceased as she opened the door and found herself on the roof. It was windy, the scent of an approaching storm in the air. She looked up to the sky and noticed dark clouds hovering above her.

'I like the rain...'

Slowly, she walked to the edge of the seven-story building and looked down to the city below...

"Everything I touch dies..." She whispered to no one in particular, "Why?"

And then with one more step, she took the plunge.

Miroku drove down the highway with dangerous speed, Kagura clinging to te seat in fear. "Don't you think you should slow down?"

"No." He was scaring her. After they left for the asylum, his mood totally changed.

His eyes focused into a glare and his voice sounded raspy and devious...

Obviously, he was angry.

"Miroku, I see no reason to hurry. They won't let you in anyway!"

"Then I'll shoot them down."

"Shooting never solved any problems.."

"It does in my life."

She gulped.

When they got to the building, he bolted past the parking lot and stopped in front of the building, opening the door and slamming it behind him. Kagura stayed in the car, staring at is form. "I swear he's going to get himself killed..."

As he busted through the front doors, two wards at the front desk looked at him like he was crazy, which wasn't much of a surprise to them.

"Sir, can I help you?"

"Tell me where I could find Sango-"

"I'm sorry, visiting hours are over you'll have to come back later."

He glared at the woman. "Well I say visiting hours are now." He pulled out his gun and aimed it at her head. "I don't want to hurt you but if you don't tell me where I can find Sango, nothing will stop me from killing you."

Both nurses looked at each other, fear obvious in their eyes. "Y-yes...right this way..."

The one behind te desk suddenly pulled a gun of her own out from under her and shot at him, then pressed a button at the desk.

'Damn Naraku. He knew I'd be here..'

In his moment of weakness the other one that was at his mercy ran off in the direction of Sango's room, ready to kill the girl before Miroku got to her.

He shot at the woman with the gun, hitting her in the head and quickly dashed to catch up to the other nurse.

However, before he could catch her, she jumped in an elevator to the seventh floor. Miroku stopped at the cold doors and banged on them. He was losing hope.

'I have to hurry...'

With a breath, he ran to the stairs and bolted up, not knowing which floor to go to.

'Think...Naraku would probably have her...'

'At the top floor...'

'Yeah, the top...'

Exiting the fourth floor door he caught the nurse just in time as she started running to the roof door. He shot her in the back and she fell to the floor.

'The roof?'

'Oh no...'

Dropping the gun, he ran as fast as he could down the hall and up the stairs to the roof, praying to Kami he wasn't too late. When he burst through the door he caught Sango just before she jumped off the edge. "Stop!"

She did and turned to look at him, her face soaked with tears. "I have too, it's the only way to get this feeling to go away..." She whispered, not remembering who this man was. Her long hair blew in the wind, making her look like a suicidal angel.

Miroku took a cautious step towards her. "What the hell did they do to you?"

She smiled. "They made me see butterflies..."

'Butterflies?'

Miroku shook his head in a desperate attempt to bring her senses back. "Don't jump, Sango. I'm here for you now."

"No one is there. Everything I care about dies." She stated, her memory not changing at the least.

He took another step. "I'm not going to leave you again..."

'Again?' A sudden pain shot through Sango's head and she closed her eyes tightly, trying to make it stop.

"No! NO! I can't take it anymore!"

It was no use, she was going to jump and he knew. And just before she turned and let herself fall, her ran the rest of the way and caught her in his arms.

They both fell to the ground.

With the split seconds they had left before hitting rock-bottom, he positioned himself under her so that maybe, just maybe, his body would break her fall. He held her tightly and closed his eyes and with is last moment, he whispered in her ear the last words he'd be able to say, "I love you."

TBC

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