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Within a while, her feelings returned and she understood her imaginations. There was loneliness, and then detachment, things had always since she had known them, been emotionally eventful, yet physically static.

For reasons she couldn't place into premises, she could hear philberts voice talking about psychotherapy in Monroes bookclub on mental sanity. Maybe she needed some diagnosis herself. Philbert had not really been pleased with her futherence to applied psychology and her succeeding to become a child therapist. She had all neccesary therapeutical values, a great psycho dynamic awareness. But counseling children? Why did she have to hear this voices all the time and see these things? They seemed to be passing ungraspable messages, but...

Dr montoya jumped from shork, but it had been just her mobile.

"Hi honey. "Said philbert.

"I was just about to call you. " she said.

"Why, its late. I did not expect you to pick my call. "

"Did I tell you all electrical appliances in our home aren't working anymore? happened this afternoon. "

"Was meaning to check those. "He grunted"you ok? "

She was in the kitchen pulling a tab of advil with a glass of water to wash it down" headaches, the usual. "She said. "Philbert, Ursa. She was here. "

"She's dead, Rylee. Get over it. "

"It doesn't feel so. "

"You need rest. "He insisted.

"Will you hear me out? "

"All ears. "

"Her Photographs gone. Ones we hung on the wall. "She said.

"What do you mean gone? "

"I found them broken."

"Did you--"

"I didn't touch it! Phil-"

"Its the woodwork. "

"Phil, I guess its a little bit more than that. Ok, alright. I guess I can't explain this to you. "

"Do what I say, Rylee. Take a rest. I'm not happy you picked. I just wanted to guess you werent awake, I always wish I was wrong. "

"I think I saw something Phil. "She said.

"You have insomnia. I'm sorry, but jesus Rylee. Let's be frank. You do face this wierd anomalies only without me. I'll call Gordino,

See what's up with the appliances tommorow, okay? "

She sighed. She told him that the headaches won't stop and that she was having a fear for extreme mood swings (though he hadn't quite noticed, but could he? Being always busy) and the cramps.

"The menstruals up. "

"Seem to know my circles more than I do. huh?"

"No, just wanted you to know I put the motril IB in the aid box under the drawer where you are, don't ask me why, just seemed like great inconvenience getting back to the room,"

She shook her head disagreeably"how's Bob? "

"Not doing really good. The doctor just confirmed his throat cancer. "

"I see. "

"Honey, I've got to go now. "

"The other was Cain. "

"What? "

"The other was Cain, Phil. Ursas boyfriend. "

"They weren't romantic. No, its just a coincidence, get a rest. "

She sighed again. She was back to the stair case picking up the other crumpled piece. "Oh, Cain. "She mumbled.

"That ones done for, love. "

"No, he isn't. You shouldn't say that. "She hissed.

"You've got to be pessimistic sometimes. "he said"its ok to fail. "

Something dark came over Dr montoya. She dispised failures. "Whatever. "She said, only he had hung up. She picked up the picture with a caress.

Other kids had always been like the ones she never had. Philbert did not mind their delema, but she did a great deal.

Adult Cain too, was brought to her office when he'd been twelve, he was an introverted kid who thought that the world was stupid. Therupitic seasons exhausted 90$ per hour in vain. He was perharps, much more intriguing than Ursa.

Once, on behalf with his consent, she checked his social records, having legal basis for access.

He had an unknown illness.

But that was all it stated.

Remembering now, was his remorse less concern for morals even as a kid, his reluctant and egotistical traits. As a therapist she knew him for an indiscreet escapist with an unflinching pedantic world view no one could grasp. He hadn't spoken much at all on the seasons but it was easy writing him off as negativistic and destructive, fortunately in a manner that was honest as well. The kind you cheered for their goodness, but then it comes like a pop ruining other chances of something much better-hard to explain, it was Dr montoya word for mouth.

While Ursa was pretty, frightening and sadistic--he was murderously pompous, with his treacherous ideas and unstatled demeanor.

A baby first cried in a hospital in Oklahoma on the first tornado outbreak, it was Adulf cain. During his mothers eight months pregnancy on April 24 and 17 a bomb exploded in Brixton close home, south west London before they moves to the US. And then when Damaris was off to visit her sister Adelaine who lived near bricklane, east London she had survived a secound bomb explosion that would be a history significance for 1999.

T. V presenter Jill Dando 37 would be shot dead on the doorstep of her fulham home later, while the government would be introducing the Euro, And while Adulf cain was yet to begin his crawl, in a year kids robbed eachother for pokemon cards, would be his later love growing.

The first ever Adulf cains loving show as a kid, the sponge Bob episode was aired. Mayhep Adulf's love for reasons that the franchise might just share his dark symbolic traits, since the seven major characters of the show represented the seven deadly sins.

Liberalism had never been more expressed in any kiddies show.

Damaris might have watched her son growing, or Adopting a personal world view.

If cocaine was the secrets ingredient to the krabby patty, Adulf cain grew to be a dessolute addict and an enemy of international censorship like the show itself got through.

Could it ring a bell since the bikini bottom was no one off joke? The Nickelodeon sypnosis confirmed the location of the bikini bottom underneath the bikini atoll, a very much real, historically, an atomic bomb testing site.

An evegelist had said that the boy Adulf cain would grow with an inevitable evil soul, and he would be damned on the last day. A wiccan goth old lady once on a train ride while Adulf was three, had knelt to the boy to worship him calling him 'satans chosen' which would raise a tantrum from Damaris, and the arrest of the wiccan.

Just like the bombs, Adulf cain was out to explode on a world who did not remember the ubermensch principle.

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