Authors Note

Nurtoblaster: We haven't updated in a while I know. But we have an announcement!

Nico: You do?

Nutroblaster: Yes, I do.

Nico: What is it?

Nutroblaster: We have a lot of our chapters written but not typed. If any one has a way to type chapters faster please.

Nico: Thats your news?

Nurtoblaster: Yes, is there a problem.

(Stares sternly)

Nico: N-No.

Nutroblaster: Goood

Nico: Hey have you heard this; If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?

Nutroblaster: Nico! You could get in trouble for saying such things.

Nico: This is America I have the right of free speech. It's one of my rights as an American citizen.

Nutroblaster: Just say the disclaimer so we can end this really long authors note.

Nico: Disclaimer we don't own anything

Chapter 5

I get very confused

Nico POV

She dragged me down the corridor and stopped in front of a door. It wasn't very interesting just a plain oak door painted black. It seemed vaguely familiar although, I didn't know why. I had this vague memory of a strange man asking me weird and personal questions. As I was reminiscing a loud sharp noise brought me back to reality. I spun around and saw a tall man in a black sit holding a clipboard in his hand. He stared down his crooked nose at me. I chanced a glance at his face. Then I knew that his features would be haunting me in my nightmares. He was scary was the least to say about him. He looked like a cross between a man/bird/woman. It was really creepy and scary. I did the only sensible thing that came to mind. I screamed, not a manly scream but a high-pitched girly scream.

"EPPPPPP!" I screamed "Who are you!"

"I'm the physiatrist. Don't you remember me? I remember you Nico." He said coolly

"H-H d-do you k-know m-my n-name?" I said trembling

"I'm the physiatrist. Don't you remember me?" "He" repeated unhelpfully "We spoke to each other only a few days ago."

"W-Well n-no I-I don't r-really r-rem-mbe-er m-much of a-anything f-from the l-last f-few m-months." I stuttered

All he did in response was take my hand and say

"Now follow me inside its time for your first theapry session."

Author's Note

Sorry for the really short chapter. We've been running low on creative juices lately. We'd love it it you could tell us some of your ideas! Thanks. I 'll have chapter 6 up by next week.