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livingmyths) wrote2009-04-22 08:59 am
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084: Rain, Rain, Rain
It's raining, raining, raining. And not the good kind of rain. It's cold and gloomy and I feel all unsettled inside.
And someone else bought poor Chuck at the auction even though I tried very hard not to let someone do that. I hope he comes back.
I keep looking over my shoulder, feeling like there's something there, like there's something scary right on the edge of my awareness or my memory or something. I don't know what it is.
I'm home now. I went to work at the Library this morning and stayed as long as I could, but when the rain started pouring down I went home before everything got washed out. Now I'm curled up on my bed watching the rain on the roof and thinking that this is just the kind of Rain and me that people don't like.
I don't blame them. I don't even like me like this.
And someone else bought poor Chuck at the auction even though I tried very hard not to let someone do that. I hope he comes back.
I keep looking over my shoulder, feeling like there's something there, like there's something scary right on the edge of my awareness or my memory or something. I don't know what it is.
I'm home now. I went to work at the Library this morning and stayed as long as I could, but when the rain started pouring down I went home before everything got washed out. Now I'm curled up on my bed watching the rain on the roof and thinking that this is just the kind of Rain and me that people don't like.
I don't blame them. I don't even like me like this.
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I didn't mean to pry, but I say some of your conversation with Ianto and you mentioned the "bad men" again. Rain, has someone threatened you recently?
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Did I? Oh yes.
No, no one has threatened me. I just... I feel edgy and unsettled and I should always be ready in case they come back.
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Are they men from the City, or men from your world?
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I, they... they're bad. The Bad Men. They're from... I don't know. Bad places probably. And they'll get you if you're not careful. Or if you're not good. They can, they can hurt you. And do bad things. And kill you too.
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...heavens, Rain, and you think they're here? If you're in danger we should do something.
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I... no. I don't know. I just... they're in my head, you know? I think?
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In your...part of your memories?
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I... maybe? They're not here. But they... they could be? I hear them. Sort of. But not really.
I just have to be careful!
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Romana? If they catch me inside my head, how do I hide?
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But maybe they're not even here.
Maybe I'm just really really crazy.
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It doesn't want to behave. Maybe it's the rain.
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But I think I'll sleep under the bed just in case. Don't tell anyone. That way no one can find me.
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