It's an ordinary day. It's raining outside but the sky promises us better weather. I woke up an hour ago and now I'm sitting in the white room on the mattress. i can see there's a comfortable bed but I prefer the mattress. It seems to be more comfortable than any other furniture.

I'm waiting for the nurse or whoever she is to bring me some food. It's supposed to be breakfast but for me it doesn't really matters. I just want her to be finished soon. The sooner, the better. Well then, she never leaves immediately. She cleans up the bed even though no one sleeps there, then asks if I need something after receiving the negative answer, she leaves.

This little but bright room gets on my nerves. It does not calm me down. I feel like a bird in the cage that's waiting to be freed. Difference between us is that I'm afraid of that freedom. I feel kind of protected here and the outside world seems too dangerous for me. I'm not ready for that.

I don't really know how long have I been here. Everything seems to have happened years ago. I've not seen the doctor yet... or have I? I don't really remember. I realize I've been forgetting things about my family and everything related to that.

The most annoying fact is that I can't even sleep. Not that I don't want to, but I can't. The nightmares keep me awake and only drugs calm me down. But sometimes I can't control it. At these moments the only thing I see is that red bloody smiley face on the wall...

And I scream...

The laugh...

And cry...

I don't know where these smiling faces on the wall are coming from. They aren't the same as the one in my dreams. They are smiling at me but there aren't sad. But that's besides the point.

I look around. the light comes through the window and plays on the floor. There rest of the room is still dark. There isn't any happiness people seems to share in the outside world with the weather.

I curse under my breath. The rain was so good. I could almost feel it washing away my problems.

I stand up and look around from above. There's nothing strange about the room. It's completely the same but there's something unfamiliar. Not the light, neither the footsteps. Silence... The patients aren't crying, singing, laughing, screaming or doing something at all... That's strange. This is the asylum, full of crazy and mad people. So I'm wondering why is here this kind of defying silence?

Drugs. My brain offers.

Sighting, I sit down on the mattress and wait. Soon the familiar woman opens the door and enters the room. I see a tall man and short brunette woman following her. The man with bright blond hair and 100 watt smile. He's wearing a three piece suit and old brown shoes.

Definitely sentimental.

I can't help but smile back at him. He's hiding his true self behind that smiley mask. I can see his smile doesn't reach his oceanic blue eyes.

His smile fades as soon as he glances at the walls. His eyes are full of fear and regret now. These blue eyes aren't even trying to hide the mess behind them. The mas in broken but he can hide it this well. Too bad he can't fool me.

I examine the woman behind him. Dark brown almost black hair reaches her shoulders. She has slim, very slim body like she hasn't eaten in weeks.. Her green eyes show motherly love towards everything they look at. She's good at hiding her true feelings too.

Must come with being a cop.

She's not as affected as the blond but she tenses and looks at me in the eyes, then turns to the man and says in the gentle voice:

"Jane"

They have seen these smiles somewhere.

The man reacts immediately, like he sobers from a dream and turns towards the nurse.

"Thank you, Sarah, you can leaves us now" he gives her a sly smile. Sarah blushes and murmurs.

"Be careful, Mr. Jane. The last time she was interrogated, she ended up here"

Jane nods and the woman leaves. he smiles at me now and comes near the corner. He kneels before and holds out his hand.

"Hello there, young lady, my name's Patrick Jane and this is Teresa Lisbon. We are from the C.B.I,"

I reach out and shake his hand politely.

"Alice Lorens" I reply.

"Well,, Alice, we want to ask you some questions. Do you think you can answer them?"

"About... this?" I point towards the wall behind me. Jane squeezes my hands.

"Alic..."

"It's Miss Lorens for you, Mr. Jane" cut him off "and Agent Lisbon, why won't you sit down on the bed? Son't worry, nobody uses it anyway" I smile at their surprised faces.

"Alright, Alice" Jane calls me by my first name again, ignoring my request and looks at Lisbon as if asking for the permission to start. She nods and Jane turns to me again. "I want you to remember that day very well. Maybe you can help us"

"I'll try" I reply dryly.

"Fine. Do you know who killed your parents?"

I give him 'are-you-out-of-your-mind' look.

"Red John" I shrug.

"Can you tell me what happened that day?" asked Lisbon. Her voice very sweet and gentle "I know it was about half and year ago but still..."

Half and year? Wow! I've spent half year in the hospital when I was in coma and now I'm stuck here about a year. Hm...

"That day wasn't different from the others. I woke up, had breakfast and left for school. My parents always leave when I'm still sleeping so I wasn't surprised when I found myself alone at home. When I returned home, there wasn't anything strange. The doors were closed like i left them and the house was empty... At least, I thought so..." I trailed off.

Jana and Lisbon exchange the gazes.

"You entered the house..." helps Jane.

"I entered the living room. The first thing I noticed was this... I point to the smiles "then there were two died bodies... my parents..."

"Was there anyone else?"

"A man... I don't remember his face, he was wearing a mask, but somehow I could see his smile... He was smiling! At me!"

"Okay, Alice, calm down" he squeezes my hand again.

"He was waiting for me! I don't remember if he said something. But he... he forced me to wear this damned dress... It was red.. beautiful but old... And there were those roses... and he was prepared..." I look into Jane's eyes and continue "the first cut he gave me was on my belly... then my wrists and waist... chest... throat... he didn't touch my back though..."

I'm hyperventilating now. Need to calm down...

It's not easy to go into details.

"It's enough, I guess" Jane lets go off my hand and stands up.

"Did it help? I don't remember much..." Jane shakes his head and smiles.

"You did help us, Alice. Thank you"

"We are sorry for you loss, Ms. Lorens" says Lisbon and they both turn towards the door. I can't let them go that easily.

"Mr. Jane..." I call out.

"Yes, Alice?"

"I'm sorry for your loss too.." I smile at them "and Agent Lisbon, I'm pretty sure your family is alright. Just talk to them"

Her eyes do wide. Jane stares at me for awhile, then grins widely.

"Let's go, Lisbon" he drags her outside.

"But, Jane!" she protest "how did sh..."

Their voices disappear in the hall.

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