'ALL IT TAKES IS SLIT WRISTS, THEN THERE'S NO WAY OUT'

Roseline hates what has become of herself. Dumped by her boyfriend. Divorcing parents. Bullied in her school. Overshadowed by her siblings. Terrible grades. All which translated into an uncertain, gloomy future.

She wants out, and she thinks she gets it when she realizes that the blood running through her veins is all that links her to the cruel world.

She slits her wrists and all that follows makes her realize that this wasn't the out she was looking for. 

She's petrified when she realizes that she isn't really dead (at least not spiritually, as she likes to think) and is watching the consequences of her action unfold in front of her.

Masks fall and awful secrets are revealed, with more lives at stake as Roseline fights her way through, asking herself the same question 'every day'- Will I find a way out out of my way out? Or will I be trapped here? Forever?

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What Follows

I swallow hard before opening my eyes and bringing my hands to my belly as the tug behind my navel lightens. 


I'm not in the Darkoom but in a place I very well recognize. 


I quickly turn my head, panicking at Tobias' absence and thinking that maybe the month's over and I won't see him again. But then I remember Tobias telling me that I won't even remember remembering him; but, hey, I still do and I'm just really, really all over the place and are those my hands and- 


"Hey." I feel (more like see) a tug on my dress and turn in an instant, hand on my chest. 


Tobias is looking at me with a small smile framing his pink lips and eyes narrowed over my face expression, with Benji, to my surprise, panting beside him (I thought we left him behind). 


I exhale loudly in relief and try exercising my smiling muscles. And fail. 


12.1: Psychics and Psychos