…black…fit…spiral…small…darkness. The convulsive shudder shook the entire bed, blankets twisted and the mattress displaced. After floating long in dark nothingness, the nightmare subsided…but she didn’t wake, like she usually did.
Where? A scream came from her bubbling mouth, although it occurred to no one that she had come to. Who am I? I’m so…tired…I seem to have thrown off my blankets. The girl reached for the sheets so tangled around her legs, but before she could grasp… No, please…no…what do you want? Another scream, louder and fiercer than before, took control of her thoughts, and threw her back down against the bed.
Finally, someone came in – a nurse, perhaps – and turned on the light. “Beija, wake—Beija?” The woman turned pale. She knew when she saw that the girl was awake and pinned to the bed, she watched as the last drops of sanity drained from the girl’s pretty blue eyes and psychosis violently captured her again.
……tired……no…please… and that was it. Apperception had finally exhausted its last drops of strength trying to win Beija back from the dementia that shattered her mental peace. Sanity locked itself into a miniscule corner, and, in a sense, swallowed the key; Beija was handed over fully to derangement. It was then that the thrashing started.
The woman-perhaps-nurse slid down the nearest wall senselessly, eyes fixed on Beija but looking past the girl and her permanent paroxysm. Unfelt tears slid down her cheeks rapidly, and her arms hugged her knees. The light was still on, but it was hard to reach from the position she was in. She didn’t want to move, and prying her eyes from the convulsive girl would be hard to do anyways.
All conscious thought in Beija’s mind was forbidden then. She would never be normal again, and never would normality try to overthrow the reigning lunacy. Her thoughts were as twisted as whirlwinds and as fragile as wings on a dragonfly.
Beija went on shuddering and shivering for awhile, and then finally fell silent, nightmarish sleep taking place of reality. The woman-perhaps-nurse, now back in reality as well, wiped the last of her tears on her shirt sleeve and rose. She turned off the light and walked out.