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Pyromaniac · 02-17-2011, 12:25 AM,

Episode 4

Evan sighed looking through the glass into the stark white room beyond. He wanted to go in and talk with her but wasn't sure if he should.

'Mr. Nilson?' One of the doctors asked. Evan sighed and nodded. 'You're behind on payments'¦'

'I know, how much?'

'Ten million credits will catch you up and cover next month's payments.' The doctor replied. Evan pulled out his data pad and wired the money.

'How is she?' He asked turning his attention back to the room and the girl within.

'No improvement.' The doctor replied. 'She still thinks her name is Alice and thinks that she lives in the mythical realm of Caladria.'

Evan was silent.

'So no improvements?' He confirmed taking off his sunglasses and cleaning them on his shirt.

'I'm afraid not. She still exhibits all the telltale signs of someone who underwent severe trauma. Her mind has erased everything it knows and replaced it with a fantasy realm to cope with it. If we knew what happened to her'¦'

'I already told you I don't know.' Evan snapped. 'When I found her she was already like this in that warehouse. I know as little about what happened as the LPI does.'

'Uh'¦ yes, of course Mr. Nilson'¦'

'Can I talk to her?' Evan asked.

'Yes, I think that would be alright. I'll stay here to observe.'

Evan nodded and walked in. Sandra's face filled with recognition.

'Nicky!' She cried jumping from her bed and flinging herself into Evan's arms. Evan caught her and embraced her.

'I missed you Sandra.' He whispered.

'Nicky,' Sandra said breaking the embrace, 'I've already told you my name is Alice. Stop getting me confused with this 'Sandra' person. It's irritating.' She said huffily. Evan chuckled.

'Of course Alice, my mistake.' Evan replied.

'It's been so very long since you came Nicky. I was starting to believe you'd never come back'¦'

'I've had business to attend to. Bills don't pay themselves.' Evan replied.

'I wish they would, and then you could be with me all the time!' She practically sung twirling in circles around Evan.

She stopped when she got to his back.

'My word Nick, your hair's gotten so long'¦' She commented running a hand through his shoulder length black hair.

'I know, I keep meaning to get it cut'¦'

'Don't,' She interrupted. 'You look much better this way. Rugged, and tough, definitely deserving of your knighthood.'

'As you command m'lady,'

'Sir Connor, how many times must I tell you that you mustn't be formal with me?'

'Apologies, Sandra.'

'There you go with the Sandra thing again.' She huffed angrily. 'Sandra isn't my name. It's Alice, Alice of Trebond. Get it right or I shall have you imprisoned.'

'Of course Alice.'

'Now, tell me of your travels to distant lands'¦'

A few hours later Evan left. He sighed and leaned against the wall, exhausted. The whole thing had been heartbreaking. After three months Sandra still thought she was Alice of Trebond, lady of the realm of Caladria and she still thought that he was Sir Nicholas Connors, knight of the realm.

'What do you think?' The doctor asked him.

'No improvement.' Evan replied sharply. 'But at least she's happy.'

'Yes'¦ I suppose so'¦ any other observations?'

'Just the same as you. She's built up her world of fantasy because her real life is too tragic to continue living.'

'Indeed, will you be staying on planet for much longer Mr. Nilson?'

'No. I'm afraid I must be off. The gold ore won't move itself.'

'Yes'¦ of course. When can we expect you back?'

'I don't know'¦ when I feel like I can handle it.' Evan made his way out of the hospital and quickly found his ship. He went through the start up sequences and took off from Planet Erie hoping that next time Sandra would be better.

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