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Penelope Clearwater ([info]clearpenny) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-11-13 00:48:00
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Characters: Anthony Goldstein and Penelope Clearwater
Setting: Sunday November 2nd, 2003 at 15:00; Waiting Room, St. Mungo's.
Summary: Random meeting at one of Penny's regular haunts.
Rating: Worksafe

It was the third night of terrifying nightmares, the last two being unusual in the sense that they were indeed real. Penelope had decided to make her way over to St. Mungo's once more, just to see if there was any more information to be had on these nightmares. She didn't disclose anything about nightmares during her last visit as she had felt a nagging thought in the back of her mind that said that she probably was going off the deep end. Now-a-days she would occasionally acknowledge the fact that for the past five years had flashbacks, nightmares and other symptoms. It was a huge change from a year ago when her former fiancee challenged her, stating that she needed to see a shrink. No--she didn't want to think about or admit to being "crazy" or needing "help"... But this--these nightmares...she knew that these were something else. It even just felt like something completely different.

She shifted in her seat in the waiting room, feeling uncomfortable at the idea of even going in to see a healer and potentially being labeled as "crazy". Her hand and wrist were in pain once again too, and for a brief moment she wondered whether this, and everything was just all in her head. Perhaps if she chickened out when meeting the Healer she can bring up that issue once more. She looked at her journal and made note of some of the comments people had made about their experiences, which were disturbingly similar, and wondered whether the whole world was going mad with her.


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