TW: paranoia, unreality, manipulation Whoever was standing in front of me, it wasn’t Mrs. Chaudhury. But as I looked at her, my mind struggling to erase the paradox and reassert some sort of reality, I couldn’t place exactly why I was so certain. Perhaps she had an earpiece in. Perhaps I’d hallucinated the phone call. … Continue reading Ghosts in Quicksilver: Chapter 1.8: The Stranger
TW: child abandonment, smoking, paranoia The Civic Hospital emergency room is dressed in beige, white and blue, and the lights above flicker, desperately trying to provide light and warmth to a room that's absorbed the unhappiness, misery and pain of countless people. Hospitals try so hard to be something other than they are. I can't … Continue reading Ghosts in Quicksilver: Chapter Seven: Pretending to be Normal
In the end, I said yes, although if you were to ask me why, I’m not sure I’d have a coherent answer. I supposed ultimately, the threat of running into that woman again scared me more than climbing into a car with two strangers.
"The first thing I noticed about the woman behind me was that her eyes were fixed on me - not the grave I was halfway through digging up. "
Let’s be perfectly clear here. There is nothing special about LeBreton Flats.