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(Occasional singing Sheep)
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The Mind Part 1
The protagonist gets a name.
(Ed) A title not a name, we still need a name! (Ed)
Our protagonist nervously begins to open her left eye in the hope that things might have improved since the last time we were with her.
(Ed) Not much chance of that you agreed she wouldn't be called protagonist anymore remember? (Ed)
She can barely make out the keeper still sat in his dark corner huddled up as tightly as possible and not looking like he's in much of a mood for conversation.
Should she ask more questions that the crazy guy clearly doesn't want to answer or should she just do as she was advised and break for freedom and the open door?
She slowly works her way over to the door but stops just short of putting a foot through it.
She turns to look at the keeper one last time and all the darkness that surrounds him.
So many questions are running through her head, what will actually happen if she walks through the door?
Why is there nobody else here?
Why is it so dark?
Why couldn't there be a few signs or posters or even a guide to explain what exactly was going on here?
A guide, yes a guide that could work, she walks back over to the feet of the huddled mumbling keeper of this dark un guided mind.
"You know what you need don't you?"
(Ed) Don't do it! (Ed)
"You need a guide around this place"
"Someone to help document your struggle"
"Someone to try understand and help you better"
"Dare I say it someone to bring some light to all of your darkness"
"I'll do it!"
"I'll be the guide"
(Ed) That's not a name! (Ed)
The keeper once again slowly drags himself to his feet, fresh cuts see trickles of blood dripping down his left arm.
"Bring light you say"
Our guide smiles and gives what she hopes is a comforting and reassuring nod.
"Like some kind of angel coming down from heaven to lighten up my life and make everything magically better right?"
(Ed) Please let's not go there yet, or perhaps ever, that chapter later on really needs serious changes too don't you think? (Ed)
The keeper looks down at the tiny drops of blood running down his arm and wipes them away with the bottom of his shirt.
Our guide briefly fixated on the now blood stained shirt, takes a notebook out of her bag and makes a quick note of it.
(Ed) Never mentioned having a bag before (Ed)
"Well I wouldn't say angel exactly"
"More like a friend with a lantern that will try and help you through the darkness"
"I can take notes and help you through whatever difficulties that you've experienced to get you to this point"
It's hard for our guide to tell if the keeper was having a coughing or laughing fit over the next few minutes but either way he seemed unimpressed as he slumps back to the floor and sticks a blade into his already cut up arm.
"You really shouldn't be doing that it might be a quick release but it won't help you in the long term"
The keeper snarls and throws the knife to the ground.
"Do you know how many so called guides that have been through here?"
"How many tried to shine a light on things past and present"
"How many said they could document things and help me get through"
Our guide was about to take a random guess at the question but the keeper didn't give him a chance
"Fithteen so called guides have come and fourteen didn't last five minutes"
"But one did"
Our quick counting guide seems quite pleased with the fact she could do the math so quickly but the keeper looks less than impressed with her efforts.
"And yet the darkness still remains as you can see"
"He made it clear enough there are only 2 eventual outcomes here"
Our guide pulls out her book and makes more notes
"What are you doing"
The keeper looks more annoyed than ever with our guide.
Either oblivious to such a reaction or simply too engrossed in words to pay them much attention our guide speaks while continuing to write.
"Well it seems obvious that the two choices were to be completely consumed and destroyed by the darkness or simply get everything out of your system once and for all in written form"
"Free yourself from the pain and the past and lay everything out in the open, the good, the bad and the truly horrible"
"We'll go wherever you want to go and I'll document everything you want me to document"
"Now where can a guide like myself find a room to put my stuff in a dark place like this?"
Chapter 2 Early memories
Sat on a carpet wearing red dungarees I wet myself!
(Ed) Just when everybody thought this couldn#t get any worse! (Ed)
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