I'm sorry that it took me so long, but unfortunately I only get to write on weekends. It's not that long, but I hope you like it anyway. I want to thank you for all your clerks! Thank you for your praise. @kira (w) I really like the big praise if you like the ff anyway it has nothing to do with dbz! Thanks!

@ Maron01 true but I always need a little longer sorry!

@tin you are so right! but you know me anyway * gg *

I really love that you like the ff. And I've already had so many clicks * happy * I hope at least a few readers stay loyal to this part. But now I don't want to keep you from reading any longer. Well, have fun!



I try to get my troubled emotions under control. I'm close to a panic. What's wrong with me? I knew all along that I was going to be locked up. I'm actually not afraid of being locked in, but the lock makes me fearful that I can't explain.The shadows, the turrets and something I can't describe created all of these fears in me. I feel alone, so lost forever. It is terrible! It's not just the huge hall, although it's very unusual. Columns swing up everywhere. But where the huge pillars should actually meet the vault of the hall, there is nothing! At least that is how it appears at first, but then I realize that it cannot be true. I can't see all the way up to the ceiling because of the shadows. But how high does the hall have to be that I can't even see the ceiling anymore?

The woman just walks away. The sound of her footsteps is thrown back to me, broken a thousand times, and this sound pulls me out of my thoughts. She doesn't pay attention to whether I'm following her. Should i try to escape? I turn around quickly and try to quietly open the gate. It doesn't move a millimeter. I use more force. Nothing.Finally I try with all my might to open the huge gate, but in vain. It was easy to open from the outside, but from the inside some hidden mechanism seems to prevent the portal from opening. I turn around resigned. The woman didn't even slow down, although I wasn't exactly quiet when I tried to escape. But she doesn't seem to care. Is there no way to escape at all? I don't want to stay here. I would rather go to a prison, there I can at least look forward to seeing the dead man's mother again at the trial. But that is not relevant now. I am here now. I just have to prove to them that I belong in prison and not here, wherever here is. I follow the woman. It doesn't go very fast, so I'll catch up with it quickly. The shadows seem to get darker and darker. I look around hurriedly. I feel observed, as if someone is looking at me appraisingly, but I cannot see anyone.

I fix my gaze firmly on the woman's back. I only see the woman. Turn off everything else. I only perceive blurred shapes of my surroundings. I try to dispel my fear and it works, at least I can think a little more clearly again. I try to logically analyze my situation. I killed someone. Got myself caught on purpose. I fell into a kind of trance and cut myself off from everything. This woman took me away. Where and why I can only guess. The policeman only took her after I hadn't reacted to anything, even after several hours. He thought I was in shock. So the woman is a doctor, or more likely a psychiatrist. And if she's a psychiatrist, and there is no way that this building can be a prison, then this castle might be an insane asylum! That thought sounds pretty plausible. So I ended up in an asylum. They won't let me out that fast.They will try to invade my head, my thoughts and mercilessly tear them apart. They will try to understand my actions and analyze me, but they will not be able to understand my real thoughts or they will not want to. But maybe you will understand me. Maybe I'll find someone who will not only see me as an interesting case, but who will try to understand me. A strange sensation slowly rises from inside me. What's this? Is it hope? No, I can't allow myself to feel that way. I don't want to be disappointed again.

Suddenly something changes. The woman stopped. I am only slowly becoming aware of my surroundings again. I am no longer in this eerie hall. I am in a corridor and there are lamps everywhere that illuminate everything brightly. The woman looks at me appraisingly. I look her straight in the eye and try to hold her gaze.She holds my piercing gaze for a long time, but then she turns away as if to say that I am not worthy of getting her attention for more than a few seconds. At least that's how I feel. I watch them closely. She shows no fear or any other emotion, just indifference. I didn't really expect anything else. The woman pulls a bunch of keys from her pocket and opens a door. The keys clang together and my stomach contracts painfully at the sound. But not from hunger, although I haven't eaten for a long time, but from fear that suddenly re-emerged. Actually, the fear has never been gone, it has only withdrawn for a while, but this clang lures it out again. My pupils dilate and my whole body stiffens. My heart starts racing and beating painfully against my chest as if it were about to pop out.A cold sweat breaks out all over my body. I want to flee, but my limbs weigh tons. After the woman gave her a slight push, the door swings slowly inward. She throws me a challenging look and underlines the whole thing with a demanding gesture. Almost against my will, I enter the room.

It's not particularly big, but neither is it small. A mattress in one corner, a blanket and a pillow on it, a chair, a tiny table, the whole room looks cold and forbidding. The walls are painted white and the only ornament is a simple wooden cross that hangs on the wall just above the table. Then the sound of the door closing. I drive around. Grab the door handle and pull on it, but it's already locked. I finally want to know what's going on here! I hit the door, shouting for someone to come, but in vain. Exhausted, I slowly slide down the wall until I'm finally seated.I'm hungry, thirsty, tortured by panic attacks, and have no idea what's going to happen to me next. My eyelids are getting heavier. I can hardly keep myself awake.

When I wake up again, I am no longer alone. I look up, startled, to see an older, white-haired man. Behind him stands a tall, brawny man slightly offset. He looks and acts like a bodyguard. I slowly rap myself to a sitting position. I am on my guard, ready to defend myself at any time if necessary. A smile that does not reach the eyes appears on the white-haired man's face. I don't like him right away. "Hello young lady. Finally rested? My name is Prof. Dr. Dr. Jason Tyler and I am the head of this faculty. And your name is ...?" I do not answer. The professor's right eyebrow twitches slightly, as if to say that he actually expected me to behave better.“Well, as you like!” His voice has become noticeably harder and there is a slight undertone of burgeoning anger. "You don't have to talk, better said you will talk soon enough, only whether I will then still listen is another question. I only know one thing: nobody will miss you, so you better think about it again maybe it wouldn't be wiser to talk to me. So will you answer my question now or do I have to resort to other means first to find out more about you? "

I switch to stubborn. I really don't have to do that to myself. What is he supposed to do big? Rush this gorilla on me? Hardly likely. He must have seen the mocking glitter in my eyes, because his eyes suddenly cooler. "As I can see, you are not taking what I am saying very seriously, but believe me, you will regret it. Rolf, please, take our stubborn patient to examination room number 3.And please don't touch her too roughly, we don't want anything to happen to her! "This huge guy approaches me threateningly. I can smell his bad breath. I feel like the proverbial hypnotized rabbit who sees a snake approaching. What should I do now?



I know it's a mean place to quit, but I just couldn't resist! I hope I get some encouraging and critical words again about what I have already fabricated here again. And if you have any questions, just let them out! (I'll try to answer them!) See you next time! amiel