Especially if she gets attacked again.

Especially.

There must be some way to do it.

Revilla Avasix / Female / Mental Institute / Location: Hallway / Interactions- Evan Darling


Revilla could hear Evan's voice again, and she slowly turned her head down the hall where she heard him. She heard echoes of other things too, echoes of her mother's chipper voice. Her father laughing happily. She once again heard the teasing voice of one of the more brutal men.
Revilla finally walked down the hallway towards where she heard his voice, her reason unclear of why she was heading that way. Everything was hazy, and nothing seemed very real. Things went in and out of focus, like a camera lens. The noises sounded like they were underwater almost. When she was like this, she was almost empty, imagine it like the eye of a storm. She was only half way through.
She finally stopped in the middle of the hallway, when she saw the outline of Evan. She searched her memory for him, but things were a bit muddled. She knew him, but it was almost like seeing a stranger. She couldn't tell which one he was. Revilla knew it was Evan, but why she knew it was him was unclear. Was it real?

(Oh! Thank you! I try to make it realistic, and not stupid if you get what I mean. I'm glad that a person actually with the condition thinks it's okay ^^)

But how?

Exactly.

Maybe she shouldn't find them.

Maybe.

They obviously don't want her to know who they are. She shouldn't pry.

Obviously.