Tonight I was going to leave.

I through Susie on the window. And, like I did for the last two weeks I pulled myself up to the window. I took out the bars slowly, and as quietly as I could; dropping the bars in the bed below. When I was done I got on my tummy and tried my hardest to pull myself through. I hurt my tummy on the stone. I looked down and gasp, I was on the second floor. It was a high jump, but there was a small window right under me. I got Susie in my arm and slowly tried to get down. My foot caught the window, but the tips of my fingers barely touched my window. I dropped Susie on the gowned and lost my grip on the window. I screamed. My leg hit the grass first, and I heard it crack before I felt it. And when I did feel it I screamed louder. People came from around. They were screaming at each other looking mad.

I was I big trouble.

I don't remember much after that only that I went to sleep. When I woke up I was in a room with dirty walls. My head and leg hurt, and I felt all stiff. I could feel a bandage on my chin and on my hands. There was something big and heavy on my leg.

"Mama?" I asked to the air not remembering where I was.

"Alice." said a man voice. I turned my head to his voice.

"Who?" Then I remembered. "No." I said crying. "No, let me go."

Hector sat in front of me. "Shhh, I don't want to tranquillize you."

"I want to go home. I don't wanna be here anymore."

"It's not your chose."

"But-but I need to. The dreams are getting worst, and worst."

"What are they about?" he asked looking curiously.

"I-I don't know a lot of stuff." I said, not wanting to talk about my dreams.

"Want about me? Have you had another about me?"

I nodded. "Victoria's coming, soon. She has a man with her. He's- he's mean."

"What's his name?"

"James."

Hector nodded.

"He's a tracker." I said remembering that weird word Victoria called him.

He looked at me. "A what?"

"A tracker."

"What's that?"

I shrugged. "I don't know." I cocked my head. "Aren't you afraid of me? Mama and papa were scared of me. Or I-I don't know what happened. Do you believe me, do you believe my dreams?"

He shrugged. "I don't believe you. I wish I could though. I know you know stuff, somehow."

I just shrugged. "Are you a doctor?"

"Kind of, I help the doctor."

"Oh, am I in trouble?"

"This is an Asylum, not a school."

"An Asylum?" I asked. "What's that?"

"Um, not a school."

I squinted. "What's school?"

He looked surprised.

"How old are you?" he asked.

I took out my right hand, the one that was damaged, and spread all my fingers out. "I'm five."

"You're really smart for a five year old."

"I have a big brain." I said.

He smiled. "Yes, a very big brain."

"What's school?" I asked again.

"It's a place were kid go to learn how to read and write."

"Wha-what's that?" I asked shyly.

"It's-um, it's hard to explain. How about this, I-I'll teach you."

I smiled. "O-okay." I coughed. "Hector?"

"Yes?"

"It's nasty here." I said. "That's why I want to go."

"I know."

"My body hurt, Hector."

"You took quit a fall. Go to sleep, okay?" He said.

"Okay." I said, closing my eyes. "Hector?" I asked a second later.

"Yes?"

"You're nice."

"Thank you." He said, surprised.
"I hope my dreams won't come true." I said.

"Sleep, Alice."

"Good night, Hector."

~xXx~

"She doesn't belong here." Hector was saying.

"It's none of our business why she's here Hec, but she's here for a reason. She's not in her right mind, not with her 'dreams'."

"Her dreams are just her imagination running wild, Doctor Lexington. She's a child, only five years old!"

"I'm sorry; Hector, but we cannot do anything about her."

"I see sanity in her eyes, doctor. If she stays here she will become crazy."

"For the last time Hector we cannot do anything for her. We cannot free her."

"What about her family?"

"What about them?"

"Are they? Are they okay?"

"They put her here; and, they have a new baby girl, anyways, Cynthia."

"Cynthia." I moaned, opening my eyes. "Where's Cynthia?" I asked to Hector. "Where's my sister?"

He looked at the doctor, a green eyed man that I later learn was a very nice man.

"With-with your mommy and daddy." He said.

"Why won't they come here?"

"Because-they don't have a car."

"Oh, so we're far far away."

"Yes."

"Oh. Can I go to them?"

"No, Alice. Go to sleep."

"But I-"

"Alice."

"I'm not sleepy."

The doctor got a needle.

My eyes widened. I didn't like them, needles. They were sharp and they hurt.

"Doc, put the needle down." said Hector.

"What?"

"She doesn't need it." said Hector.

"But, she refuses to sleep."

Hector rolled his eyes. "Put down the needle, Luis."

The doc, Luis, sighed and put down the needle.

Hector went up to me with something behind him; he took it out, and it was a book.

"Look at the pictures okay?"

"Okay." I looked at each drawing closely. There was a white horse looking thing with black strips, Hector called a zebra. There was a gray big round animal thing Hector called an elephant. And there was a big cat that was orange and black strips called a tiger. But my favorite was a lion! A cat that when the boy one grows up gets long hair! And the girl lion always has short hair. I thought it was weird, but funny. It was like me. My hair was short now. The people here cut it off when I came in here. I cried a lot, but now I know not all girls have long hair.

For weeks Hector and Luis helped me learn to read and write. They said I was a fast learner. I had to go to a new room, after being almost fully recovered from my escape attempt, Hector came checking up on me, and left books for me to read.

With Hector and Susie I'd be okay. I thought. With the both of them I was okay.

But then one day Hector didn't come, Luis did.

"Luis?" I asked.

"Alice, I have this for you." He said leaving some books in front of me.

"Where's Hector?"

He looked at his feet sadly. He shrugged. "I don't know. He disappeared, no one knows what happened."

She got him. Victoria got him.