Thoughts swirling around in "Circles." How much "Time." had "Passed?" "Why?" had he been in the "Ocean?" Wasn't there a "Crash?" Where was "Somebody?" Who had "Found." him? He hurt. Was "Anybody." There? This didn't make any "Sense."

Artemis was still mumbling gibberish. Holly was passed worried now, her nerves were on edge. Artemis Fowl The Second did not just start mumbling to himself and going to Psyche Hospitals. This was not normal; being in mortal danger, stealing, running from angry trolls, getting hurt, magic, time travel, that, that was normal. This? NOT normal, not even close.

Artemis moaned and tried to sit up, startling Holly. His eyes remained shut as he collapsed back on the pillow. "Why was I, ocean." Holly recognized that Artemis was actually trying to ask a coherent question this time, and went over to him.

"Artemis? Artemis can you hear me?" In response Artemis opened one eye, and looked around. It was his blue eye.

"Not ocean… anymore." He winced, closing his eye.

Holly spoke slowly and articulated clearly. "Artemis, you are not in the ocean anymore. You are at home, in your room." She waited for Artemis to speak. There was no response. "Is there something wrong with you?"

"You haven't realized that yet?" Artemis said, opening his blue eye again.

Holly jumped; Artemis had been barley able to form a sentence moments ago. Now he had just given a perfectly articulated scathing remark.

"What!?" Holly said angrily. Artemis was giving her a cold state through both his eyes now. "So that's it? You normal now? Is this some kind of joke?" She was about ready to slap that sinister stare right off his face. She had just saved his life.

"In a moment, you won't be able to understand a word I say." Holly raised an eyebrow. This may very well be Artemis's usually cold gaze and icy tone, but she had just started to realize that there was still something amiss. She decided to play along and adopted what she thought to be an equally frosty voice.

"Is that so? Do tell." Artemis, who had had a slight frown moments ago, adopted a maniacal grin.

"For what reason?" He said. It was Holly's turn to frown.

"If there's something wrong with you, I'd like to help fix it." Her voice was softer now, she meant what she said.

"Is that so?" He mimicked. "You don't sound very pleased with me." His maniacal grin widened. It took every ounce of self control Holly had not to slap it off his face. All the same she allowed a scathing glare to flash across her face, seeing this, Artemis laughed with pleasure. "I'd tell you what's wrong, but I haven't a clue!" Artemis was laughing in earnest now. Holly backed away.

"He's gone mad!" Artemis was wincing; it had obviously hurt him to laugh. He slowly quieted, until his breathing was even and his eyes were closed. Holly took a chance and stepped closer, realizing as she did so that Artemis was asleep. She shook herself, unnerved.

Foaly, had moved from Artemis' room into the main sitting room with Butler, leaving Holly to watch over Artemis while he slept. He gave Holly a grimace as she walked in.

"Did you-" She began.

"I heard." Foaly had listened in through Holly's helmet, which had been lying on Artemis' bed side table.

Holly's gaze suddenly hardened. "So do you have enough information to make a prognosis?" Foaly fingered his collar.

"I'm thinking that maybe sticking with 'stark raving mad' isn't such a bad idea." Holly's face reddened.

"Well, I'm not going back in there." With that she plopped herself down on the couch, her arms folded and an adamant expression on her face.

Foaly was under the opinion that someone should sit with Artemis, but Holly wasn't going to do it and he didn't really want to – not after that episode. He was tempted to ask Butler, but he was in the kitchen making tea, and Foaly really didn't want to ask him, not after seeing the look on his face while they listened in on the conversation from Holly's helmet.

Suddenly, in staggered a shell shocked looking Artemis. Seeing the look on his friends faces he reddened.

"I – That wasn't -" He slid a few inches down the wall he was leaning against, breathing heavily. "Me." He gasped. Sliding down to the floor, he fainted.

"We know why he was on his way to a psyche hospital." Responded Butler tonelessly. He had just walked in.