She sat quiet in the basement of the church with Verona, focused on the spin shade lamp Verona set in front of her. She watched as the couple in the cutouts waltzed and flickered with the white light that illuminated their moving silhouettes. Verona's basement was well lit with candles and he had several long shelves of chemistry sets and syringes. Yuki knew he was in the study of psychology or alchemy or...something similar to those studies. Verona sat in the quiet with her as she watched the lamp spin like a child watching fireworks for the first time.
"Think Yuki...I need you to think...so I can help you." he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose after she'd avoided all his questions. "Can you remember anything beyond the assault? The same year?" No answer came from her lips. He sighed, looking at the tape-recorder beside the spin shade. "Let's try a different approach." he said. She looked at him, her messy hair falling over her face. He took her hand and told her to close her eyes as he shut the lights off except for the lamp.
"Put all your negative thoughts into your deepest memories from the past 2 years. Alright? What do you see?" he asked. She shrugged as she replayed her earliest memory in her head like an old film, the sound of the spinning cylinders almost audible in her ears as if she were watching her memories on a projector.
"I was leaving the academy for some time alone...I tried to make it as inconspicuous as possible..." she murmured. "I was looking for an inn, or someone to stay with-"She stopped and opened her eyes.
"I can't remember anything else." she sighed as set her head on her palm. "You're suppressing the memories because of your fear of remembering, Yuki. You have to let them through if you want me to help you. You came here today telling me you want to get rid of the bad thoughts and voices that are controlling you, and for a year now that's what I've been trying to help you with. So-"
He looked over at the young girl beside him; her eyes were still closed and she appeared to be sweating. "Good...this is a good sign. Now tell me what you see." he said softly. She was twitching every few seconds and spoke several minutes later. "What- what are they doing..." she whimpered. "Yuki?" he said leaning forward. "Stop...don't please-" she said. "Alright, my dear, take a break for a moment." Verona said, putting a hand on her back. Her back was soaked.
She was sweating through her clothes and started breathing heavily like she was choking. "What's happening!" she screamed, voice slowly getting angrier. The lights flickered in the room. She was grasping her head so tightly she was drawing blood from her scalp and running down her forehead. Verona shook Yuki from her trance as she fell to the floor, tears falling from her eyes. He held onto her as she wept. "Why did it have to be me?" she bawled angrily. He swallowed, turning off the tape-recorder and helping her stand. "Come...let's go pay a visit to your guardians." he said softly.
She grabbed his arm shakily, looking at him as she softly said, "They don't deserve to know anything."