Elinora looked nervously around. She was meant to go to the Hermes cabin, right? Yes, that's what the other guy said. She tapped her fingers against her thigh; it had always been a tic she'd had.
Elinora searched for an old looking cabin, which wasn't too hard to find. She knocked gently and entered.
No one was there so far. Elinora looked for a vacant bed, and ended up finding one. She felt very uncomfortable putting her things down on it, but wasn't she a part of this now? Whether she liked it or not?
Elinora made the bed and lay down on it with empty eyes. As usual, she couldn't help thinking back to the past. What would her mother say now? Seeing her like this. Was it what she wanted? Was she living up to her expectations? Was she good enough for her? She had always wanted Ellinora to do theatre, but she was incapable of reading the text, and thus, of learning anything.
Elinora had grown up, but she still wasn't letting go of her childhood.
That's what the psychologists kept on telling her. That's what prompted her "childish behaviour", her "caprices". But why did they care? Why on earth, or under it, did they care about her?
They didn't, that was the only solution she found. They did it for the money, considered their patients like scientific experiments. And she knew a lot about that.
She leapt up when she heard the door creak open.
Subject: Newcomer in the Hermes cabin 
Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:06 pm
