London ~1830
I've had a lot of time to think, wandering around the asylum. Most of the time about how much I want out of this time period, which in some ways is worse than a hell dimension. Part of the time wondering about Dawn and Riley and everyone else back home, whether they got the letter, whether they're doing anything to get us the hell out of here. Hoping they aren't freaking out completely, or off getting themselves killed or that some big bad has invaded Sunnydale while I'm not there to stop it. Wondering what the big flash was and whose ass I need to kick when we get out of here, assuming Anya's found some way to make the orb thing work.
And also, thinking about vamp girl putting the mental patient out of her misery. A sort of twisted act of mercy, I guess. I mean, okay, the crazy woman isn't screaming and sobbing anymore, isn't being beaten up...but she didn't exactly ask to be killed, either.
I get terminally ill patients wanting to be taken off life support and stuff, but how would anyone know the madness was a permanent condition? And even if it was, why should vamp girl get to decide she was better off dead? Mom sure as hell didn't want to die when someone called that queller thing, even if she was messed up at the time. So maybe her heart's in the right place, sort of, but I still can't leave her to go around killing everyone in the asylum. Even if she doesn't seem all that evil.
I found Cordy, finally. She was kind of a mess, upset, jumpy, dried blood on her clothes. It took a while to get her to say anything, and then she was pretty much incoherent, whatever happened came out in bits and pieces. I got that she was jumped by an orderly or something, and that the blood was his. Couldn't exactly get what he did to her, but I'm not sure I want to know. I've pretty much figured out it's not just the voices in their heads that are making the inmates scream all the time. But she's been seeming more determined than ever to find the doll.
And also, thinking about vamp girl putting the mental patient out of her misery. A sort of twisted act of mercy, I guess. I mean, okay, the crazy woman isn't screaming and sobbing anymore, isn't being beaten up...but she didn't exactly ask to be killed, either.
I get terminally ill patients wanting to be taken off life support and stuff, but how would anyone know the madness was a permanent condition? And even if it was, why should vamp girl get to decide she was better off dead? Mom sure as hell didn't want to die when someone called that queller thing, even if she was messed up at the time. So maybe her heart's in the right place, sort of, but I still can't leave her to go around killing everyone in the asylum. Even if she doesn't seem all that evil.
I found Cordy, finally. She was kind of a mess, upset, jumpy, dried blood on her clothes. It took a while to get her to say anything, and then she was pretty much incoherent, whatever happened came out in bits and pieces. I got that she was jumped by an orderly or something, and that the blood was his. Couldn't exactly get what he did to her, but I'm not sure I want to know. I've pretty much figured out it's not just the voices in their heads that are making the inmates scream all the time. But she's been seeming more determined than ever to find the doll.