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Long Way To The Truth

Cw:alcohol,discussions of therapy and grief.

Summary: Lucas finally reaches Washington and settled into Milton-Haven.

♡Chapter 8: Washington.

A/n: FINALLY DONE. Enjoy.

Soon he leaves the grand beaver state of Oregon, though its mountains and forest lines accompany him, hes greeted with small homes and rudementary brick Bridges.

Above him its a cool summer morning, a few clouds dappled here and there under the blue Sky. He taps his fingers on the steeringwheel just taking the Farmland in, and hes reminded of that cabin Rosemary had mentioned.

Lucas easily saw himself as a park ranger,he had grown up in Florida, explored the forests and knew how to survive in the wild. He hopes nobody has taken the job up until now, He'd be genuinely sad about it if so.

He lowers the sun visor,eyes catching sight of the picture hes got of him and Wheeler--Hey bud,see me as a park ranger?--He asked,mostly to humor himself while on the road.

And it makes him chuckle. "Yep,lost it" he thinks with a grin, just playing along to his boredom.

Eventually he does make it to Milton-Haven, the large entrance of almost this Greek looking style with two statues holding up this large wooden sign with faded colors.

The statues are of two greek gods,one is Morpheus god of dreams, and the other one is Psyche goddess of the soul.

His eyes quickly reads the wooden sign, "Welcome to Milton-Haven, The place that Will forever live in your mind" the faded pastel magentas, purples And blues swirl together in this oil spill pattern, beautiful but oddly...forboding.

People dont pay attention to his van as he drives into the town proper. Lucas feel relief wash over him, finally he had made it.

《It doesn't hurt me (yeah, yeah, yo)

Do you wanna feel how it feels? (Yeah, yeah, yo)

Do you wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me? (Yeah, yeah, yo)

Do you wanna hear about the deal that I'm making? (Yeah, yeah, yo)》the radio plays, and he simply humms along. He loves this song.

He asks for directions to Elysium park and is quickly directed towards it. He drives over some Train tracks as he enters the greenery filled place, how does this small town have a train? For what purposes? Do they export something?

Or are they receiving something?

The van is left to be Parked outside the entrance of the place, before him is a large sign that reads "Elysium State Park". Its oddly charming,especially now that midday is coming up.

His eyes dont pay attention to the phone booth there either, he always saw them as very....ominous? Anyone could call one of them up and whoever picks it up could be subjected to one weird phonecall.

Lucas would rather not leave the van alone,but he cant drive into the park. So,he grabs his walkman and one of his mixtapes to listen as he walks, better to Keep his mind distracted.

And as he walks into the park, he simply takes the forest in,the crisp air and walks in silence. Few people at that hour of the day,at least for now

《You

It's you and me

And if I only could

I'd make a deal with God

And I'd get Him to swap our places

Be runnin' up that road

Be runnin' up that hill

Be runnin' up that building

Say, if I only could, oh》

He walks down the beaten path,dirt crunching underneath his boot. His body feels...somewhat light, relieved.

Finally,he had arrived to the place that has been haunting him. He can let go of some the worry,of the guilty.

"I'm already here,Al' just you wait" he thinks before Spotting a big map of the park. Just what he needed,perfect.

Summer breeze blows past him,hair and his green flannel blowing in the wind. The sunlight is warm against his tan skin, he checks the route and finds a visitors center.

--Hell yeah-- He mutters with a smile, and hey look-! The ranger cabin is right on the way to the center.

Off he goes then, feeling like a Man on a mission.

As he walks,the people around him dont pay much attention to him. Its good to not feel so exposed,he blends in and allows himself to just fully admire the forest.

Sunlight spills its light past the boughs of the trees,the leaves move,Sway and fall with the gentle summer wind that caresses them and runs past the branches Freely.

People sit under the shade, eating their lunch and talking. Birds fly over him, looking for food to snatch- Hes sure he saw a pigeon steal a piece of bread from a nearby picnic basket.

It reminds him of home a little, he was a big Outdoors person-Him and his family would go out Hunting. He wonders if Milton-Haven gets deer and other hunting game, perhaps he can go out to hunt sometime soon. That would be fun,and he could practice his aim.

He walks past the broken down ranger cabin,chunks of the roof are missing,some of the wood is old and rotten,some Windows broken by teenagers probably.

Theres an odd carving on one of the walls. 《J&L were here》. Yep,this Is the work of teenagers-And poorly maintained infraestructure.

--Charlie Foxtrot--He mutters under his breath,that house was a clusterfuck indeed.

Eventually he makes it to the visitor's center. Its a large Wood and brick estructure, designed to look like a cozy cabin. The large Windows, the earthy colors- He gets that feeling of nostalgic 60s architecture and 90s modernism.

He steps in and stops the tape in the walkman,he takes off his headphones and goes to the main desk.

Before him a woman,short red hair,deep brown eyes with freckles. --'scuse me?

The woman looks up at him, eyes tired but welcoming--Hello, what can I help you with?

Okay,now hes got to talk. Not good at that one...

--Came- came here for the ranger job- I- I saw a broken down cabin on the uh...way here?--He stutters,not sure what to say or how to say it. Its not exactly a job interview...

She nodds and smiles a little,trying to reassure him--Ah yes! The groundskeeper job right? Ill go get Miss Witherspon,she works at the parks department, you see? She can help out

So off the girl leaves,he doesnt know her name or how Long itll take her. Perfect,now to stand there awkwardly until something happens.

He sits at one of the nearby Chairs,fidgeting with his dogtags and just....existing mostly. As much as he liked the great outdoors,places Like this kind of throw him off.

Luckily theres not Many people around to judge him or stare at him,which hes thankfull for because he wouldnt know how to handle it.

When the girl returns,Lucas is met with whom she guessed is Miss Witherspoon. He sees a black woman, eyes a dark grey with her brown hair in Jheri Curls,held Back with a black headband, she wears a comfy suit of a deep blue.

--This Man is here for the groundskeeper job--The girl that manned the desk said,gesturing at the ex soldier.

--Lucas Cole--He extended his hand and Miss Witherspoon shook it.

--Sally Witherspoon, nice to make your acquaintance-- The black woman answered with a polite smile-- Can I ask what interests you about the job?

Hes good at lying through his teeth, so he shrugs and gives her a coy smile.--well I like the great outdoors,the greenery- And judging by the state of the Cabin back there...it needs some love--He makes a pause--A lot.

The woman infront of him snickers--Hah,it does--She agreed-- We've been needing a groundskeeper for a while- You have experience with that kinda job?

Lucas nodds, seeing the red haired girl return the the main desk. --Yes,actually--He replied,sounding all friendly-- Im originally from Florida you see? My family used to go out hunting,camping, ive grown around forests. And im a veteran so I know a thing or two about security--He jingles his dogtags.

Sally looks impressed--Well, I mean if you can fix up that old cabin then the Jobs all yours

He blinks a little confused--That easy?

The woman scoffs--we're in need of a groundskeeper,and that cabin is an eye sore,so yes.

--Well,perfect. Ill take you up on that offer--He replied,not looking a gift horse in the mouth.

--Great,I'll talk with my sueperiors and get the materials needed. You're just going to have to..

--Do the hard work?--She nodds a little sheepish-- hah,dont worry ma'am im quite used to it

After that she hands him the number of the parks department for him to call if hes got questions. And off he goes back to his van, figuring he ought to explore the town a little better.

Though first,he better get something to eat. So,he stops at the parks dinner for some lunch-He digs the rustic vibes of the place. His ordee is taken by an older woman around his age, the tag on her shirt reads "Olive".

Milton-Haven is quite small town like-He realized as he Walked around the place post lunch. Theres safety in numbers and hes happy to blend in with the people around him, jusr admiring the simple quaintness of the place.

He makes notes of a few interesting places,restaurants, cafés,a record shop and a bar. "Dyonisus Bar" read the neon sign that shines even at this early hour of the afternoon.

Out of Curiosity and mild boredom he steps in, the place is quite rustic with fake grapevines tangling around the beanpoles and the walls. Its a mix of 90s architecture with its ornate details in the scaffolding,the decorations of the walls and that rustic feel that seems to be a trend around the town.

--Quite early for a drink huh?--A Man behins the bar asks to another costumer. The ex soldier turns to see a guy in his 20s manning the bar, dark brown hair with a cobalt blue underdye, greyish green eyes and tattoos all across his arms.

Lucas sits to see if he can strike up a conversation with the guy,get some more information on the place. He calls the attention of the barkeeper and smiles politely.

--You too huh? Its not even happy hour--the brown haired Man says with a smirk.

--Hah, kind of. Just here to ask about the town, im uh- New

--I'd say,havent seen you before--Theres a small hint of a hispanic accent to the Man, his way of speaking is sing-songy-- Whats your name,stranger?--He asked,polishing a glass.

--Lucas, n you are?-- he finds himself Charmed by the guy, a lot of charisma clearly.

--Lazaro, call me laz

--Nice to meetcha,Laz-- the radioman answers--What can you tell me about the town?

--We're small, honestly. Quite boring--He replied,setting down the polished glass--Before I say anything though, whats your poison?

He chuckled--Gotta pay for information?

The Man chuckled--All in a days work,mate. Dont wanna be greedy but you know-Gotta make a living

--Fair enough, just a beer Will do-- he replied, not minding getting hustled.

--cool, we've got Budlight,Corona,budwiser and uhhh--He thinks for a moment, turning to the small fridge behind the bar-- Heineken

--Corona 

Lazaro nodds and goes to Grab a bottle,hes quick to return and pocket the metal cap once the bottle is Open-- good choice,Its my sisters favorite--He pushes the beer up to the other man-- Actually,sorry to be so forward but youre exactly my sisters type

His face blooms with deep reds,he coughs a little- Jesus, hes not used to this-- uhm...thanks?

The barkeeper snorts-- ill make you a discount for the discomfort-- the soldier chuckles, easing into the conversation-- As I was saying, we're a small town. Quiet,cozy,easy going

Lucas nodds--Any interesting history to the place?

--Not sure- Theres the icarus point,the lighthouse- Oh the church of the blessed eyes, thats pretty--He lists off a few places until he adds--Oh right,it slipped my mind- Fort Sonder! Yeah the old bunker at Elysium Park!

--The whatnow?

--Yeah! Its an old world war II bunker, havent been used in ages-- Laz replied, tapping on the counter-- ive seen some people around It- security probably I mean im sure the state doesnt want kids to vandalize it

--Fair- Fair enough-- answered--Anything else?

He thinks for a brief moment,pursing his lips--Sadly no- But I guess I can ask my dad- hes ex military. Might know a thing or two

Lucas eyes widen,a little surprised--Theres veterans here?

--kinda! Me and my family moved here around...three years ago. Mostly world war two, like my dad!--He chirped-- Ah,hold on-Now you opened pandoras box I love talking about my family

--Kid, i got nuthin but time. Ramble away--He answers,seeing the younger guy pull out a photo and handing it to him.

On the picture theres obviously Laz,though hes covered in piercings and dressed like a goth. Beside him is his younger sister,brown eyes and a gold underdye, bright green eyes full of mirth, shes dressed like a punk.

His eyes turn to the taller figures behind them both, his gaze turns...puzzled-- before you say anything, we're adopted-- Laz says with a slight smile at the other Mans confusion.

--I- sorry

--Dont be

Lucas returns his gaze to the  Man behind the siblings,taller and well built,covered in scars and marks over his eye and cheek and a lot of freckles on his coppery skin. Beside him is an even taller woman, probably around his own height (6'10),she has beautiful dark brown skin,her afro covers her eyes and shes built on the bigger side, her lips have a warm grin.

--This is Raymond,my dad--Lazaro points at the Man with thay Cooper colored skin-- And this is Eryz,my mamma-- he gestures at the woman with the afro-- Aaaaand~ This is my sister --He points at the smaller woman beside his photo self. He grins at the soldier.

Its clear Laz is just messing with Lucas, he plays along because its just a 20 something being a teasing dipshit. Hes been there before,did the same dumb shit and he just decides to play along.

--nice family--Lucas answers with a smirk-- Gotta say your dad doesnt look his age-you said he was in world war two?

The barkeeper nodds--Good genes,hes like... sixty five?

He could relate to being "old" and spry, so he doesnt say anything other than--Fair --And then he remembers something, now that hes here he might as well ask about that therapist--A friend of mine June,says she knows a guy whose sister is a patient of uh..doctor Wales I believe?

--Oh no way you know June?-- Laz exclaims,happy to be reminded of his friend-- yeah,its my sister who is a patient of his

--The world really is small,huh?

--Hah! Yeah it is

Lucas chuckles a little flustered-- You dont happen to have his number do you?

--Ill ask my sister and give it to you Next time you come around--He replied, non-chalant. Not his bussiness to know why would the Man need it.

--Thats, thats really nice

He shrugs-- we all need help,come by tomorrow and I should have it- I promise you wont have to buy a beer for it

The soldier laughs loudly, nodding along with joy. Perhaps he can make a friend out of Lazaro, he could use the company--Hah, thanks for that- I dont exactly have money comin' out of my eyeballs here

Lazaro snorts at the metaphor, turning his head a little-- Pff! Fair enough!

After his beer,he pays and leaves the bar. Soon he returns to his van and decides to spend the rest of the day walking around The park, he does notice the bunker,though he keeps the visor of his cap well over his face just in case.

The bunker is old,overgrown and with a Giant radio antenna coming out of It. Theres a big chance thats where the experiments are taking place, so close yet so damn far.

He doesnt linget just in case,but he does stay nearby one of the small lakes there to Journal and relax.

"Log entry:

Finally at Milton Haven, its a relief to be here after everything. Been mingling with the locals, the town seems...quiet. I like it.

Made contact with the park people here and met a barkeeper, he told me about Fort Sonder. I suspect thats where the experiments are taking place, probably where that Dr.James is holed up.

Progress,baby steps..

Im closer and closer to finally set the record Straight."

He closes his Journal just as the sun starts to set, a sigh leaves him and he starts walking back to the van,making sure to avoid the bunker.

Luckily,he doesnt have to spend too much time living in his van. Soon enough Sally finds him and tells him he can start with the repairs.

Not a week into his little home renovation proyect,he meets Lazaro's dad,Raymond. He had offered to help him out on the repairs since its quite a lot- Lucas saw no danger in it and he accepted.

--What brings you to Milton-Haven?--Asked Raymond, helping him to set the insulation in the walls.

--Following up on an old friend--Its the best he can answer, nervously pushing back the stray hairs that dont care for being hold back by the red bandana on his head--Last I heard hes here

--Maybe i can help,whats his name?

He panicked and replied--Romeo-

--Dont know any Romeos,sadly--Ray answered,making sure to give the wall a good coat of spray foam.--havent been here long so maybe I just missed it

Okay,thank god hes not asked to elaborate--Maybe he moved,I honestly dont know

When the cabins all repaired,Raymond takes Lucas out for a beer at Dyonisus' Bar. They chat and slowly get into the talk about their service in the military.

Thats when Raymonds age start to show, he talks about world war two with a distant look in his eyes and bitter woe hid underneath his casualness.

Nothing Lucas hasnt seen before,he knows it first hand. So  return, he opens up about Vietnam,and a little bit about Wheeler.

《You don't wanna hurt me (yeah, yeah, yo)

But see how deep the bullet lies (yeah, yeah, yo)

Unaware I'm tearin' you asunder (yeah, yeah, yo)

Oh, there is thunder in our hearts (yeah, yeah, yo)

Is there so much hate for the ones we love? (Yeah, yeah, yo)

Oh, tell me, we both matter, don't we? (Yeah, yeah, yo》

Music fills the silence that forms when hes done talking about Wheeler's death. Of course he doesnt tell the full story,but its good to Open up about it somewhat.

--That sounds...rough--Ray says leaning on the bar with this look of...fatherly pity in his eyes.--im so sorry, kid.

Its that damn petname that really makes his heart squeeze and churn and hurt like hell. Yet he nodds,holding Back the tears that threaten to form and expose him.

--Its- ive been dealing with it--He replied, taking a swig from his beer-- I got to talk about it with a friend we both knew, she gave me this,actually-- He gestures at the red bandana he has tied on his left wrist.

--Talking helps-- The older Man said, figuring he shouldnt pry. Though his gaze lingers on his companions bleary-- Crying too,no shame in crying

Lucas feels a little exposed- Did his eyes betray him somehow?. He clears his throat and avoids telling Ray he sounds quite a lot like Wheeler did.

After that night,Lucas moves into the place, at least the basics like his radio equipment and his cot. But he sleeps a little easier knowing he has a place to call home for a while, its a nice upgrade from living in a van crammed with Gear.

When he gets a phoneline, he calls up Dr.Wales. he had the whole thing rehearsed,he Hated calling.

--Hello?--Says a Man, of a somewhat deep but welcoming voice.

--Morning Mr.Wales --Lucas tries his best to Keep his tone steady--Im a friend of Lazaro's, his sister is a patient of yours.. I-- he makes a pause, knowing this is the first step towards recovery. He just needs to set one foot after the other-- I wanted to schedule an appointment

--Yes, of course--Dr.Wales answers,seeminly going through his schedule given the fact that the sound of flipping paper can be heard-- I think theres a space for you Next month, sounds good? Im kind of pretty busy until the end of this one

--Yes- its uh,no Biggie.

They talk for a bit,just bureocratic things like scheduling and fee discussion. After that,Lucas sits on the one person sofá hes got and rubs his eyes.

Maybe he should call up Jane and tell her the news,Surely she'd like to know hes getting help. So,he does- And admits he misses her already.

Now that hes got a "Base of operations" he tries to Catch that frequency again, now that hes close this should make it easier to eavesdrop. And he could confirm or deny his suspicion that the bunker in the park held the lab.

The few times he catches things they sound...oddly muffled. Perhaps this Dr.James had been moved to the bunker and thats why the transmission sounds so...weak?

It leads him to create what he called a "Radio Beacon",A modified walkie talkie.Now he could tune in on the frequency from the bunker, Its just a little clearer with this. And,it gives him a good side proyect to Keep his mind occupied when hes not working as a groundskeeper.

He figures that going from soldier to Park ranger is a good change of pace. He gets to be there in the great outdoors,helps people out and its mostly left to his own devices-Great cover for when hes walking around the Park late at night.

Lazaro was right, this town is quite calm and quiet. He really likes it.

One night, as he returns from his day as a firewatch(he covered sometimes for the actual firewatch guy,Eliott) he finds a cardbord envelope in his doorstep.

Hes careful to both Grab it and Open it, within it he finds a white paper that seems to be the personal Log of Doctor...Rosemary james. Taped to the page was a simple note.

"I wont tell if you dont. -Spider"

Lucas chuckles and proceeds to read the document, nursing a cup of coffee as the radio plays.

《And if I only could

I'd make a deal with God

And I'd get Him to swap our places

Be runnin' up that road

Be runnin' up that hill

Be runnin' up that building (yo)

Say, if I only could, oh》

When hes done Reading,he goes to work on his board. He would like to think its not a conspiracy board but he can only lie to himself so much...

He finds humor in it though,and simply keeps working with what hes got. A few red threads here,some more notes over there...

In a sense,he finds pride in this work-In this mission he decided to embark on. A chance at vindication,right?

《Oh, come on, baby (yeah)

Oh, come on, darlin' (yo)

Let me steal this moment from you now

Oh, come on, angel

Come on, come on, darlin'

Let's exchange the experience (yo), oh, ooh, ooh》

--Lucas....Cole.... do you read?--Comes from his radio equipment. A garbled mess.

No,its not from the radio- its...

His head?

Lucas turns violently, seeing a woman behind him- or what he thinks is a woman. Shes covered in blue light and radio waves.

--Rosemary?--He asks,and just like that the visage is gone-- What the- no,cmon-- He runs to the equipment to try and tune into the frequency, though he finds no success in it.

To his credit,he really did try everything, even walking up near the bunker with his radio Beacon. But It seems that his luck had run out,for now at least.

《And if I only could

I'd make a deal with God

And I'd get Him to swap our places

I'd be runnin' up that road

Be runnin' up that hill

With no problems》

And that night,as he sits on his cot journaling his eyes drift to the picture hes got with Alphonso. He smiles with nostalgia and returns his gaze to his Journal.

He sighs with that same bittersweet air--Finally here Man.-- he takes the picture and plays with one of the edges of it-- Im making things right

Lucas rips out a piece of paper and writes on it for a few minutes. Then,he sets it on his nightstand, taking a few moments to read it before heading to bed.

"I pray for you,Alphonso,

As I do every night

That your soul May be at peaceful rest.

That you watch over your brothers,here amongst the living

Where you should be

If it were not for dire mistakes

And unfortunate circumstances.

I beg for your forgiveness and your help,friend.

Give me strength

To overcome those who seek to enslave our minds.

To shine a light to those in darkness

To restore faith in those who are lost.

Amen"

Lucas Cole had finally reached Milton Haven.

And he would set the record Straight.

[graceandtheidiotsquad]

For like-my few homies on here that even know what In sound mind is

The bull chase but this is playing in the background instead/lh

[gizm0-gadgetz]

And with mc, I've finished all the refs!

I think he's got the vibe

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!! HELLO IN SOUND MIND FANS !!

I made this drawing in February, finished it at the end of that same month, but I only posted it on Twitter. Which was silly of me because the ISM fandom is very VERY dead over there, LOL.

the fandom may be dead, but what the fuck!! ISM poster GO!!! I'm still quite proud of this drawing and might remake it in a few years, y'know, to hopefully revive the fandom every once in a while :]

vvvv !! drawing down here !! vvvv

reblogs are appreciated ':]

!!Version with tape in the background down here!!

it might be a tad hard to see, but its there!!

i love this game..a lot. its one of my absolute favorites and its so, so important to me. if you haven't played the game, I HIGHLY recommend that you get it. it's $35 on steam but its EXTREMELY worth it. :]

[bitcrush]

Speaking of In Sound Mind i figured id post this (half Finished) Timeline i started of canonical dates that I forgot about almost immediately. Lots of spoilers below

I should honestly collect the notes again and place them in order but that’s HARRRRRD ok

[theallenshorefangirl]

What If there was a ISM genderbent thing like

Desmond Wales=Delilah Wales

Agent Rainbow=Madem Rainbow

Virginia Ruhl=Virgil Ruhl

Allen Shore=Ada Shore

Max Nygaard=Maxine Nygaard

Lucas Cole=Luca Cole

Rosemary James=Raymond James?

[milkthetea246]

a watcher a shade a bull and a flash all walk into a therapist's office

[voidwritesstuff]

to anyone wondering how Long Way To The Truth is going rn:

im trying to make the last chapter the best it can be, wish me luck

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Posting another sneak peek for yall!

[voidwritesstuff]

Savior Of Lost Hope AU

A/n: im not dead!! The fics not dead!!!

Chapter 3.

Summary: after finding Dr.Wales,the crew needs to find a way to bring him back. Even if they dont like what they have to do to accomplish it.

--How long do you think itll take em in there?--Jerico asked doodling on a spare piece of paper.

--couple 'o days?--Rosemary replied, sitting beside the girl and handing her a cup of tea-- im sure they'll be fine.

--Yeah I guess..I just cant help but be worried, you know?

The other woman chuckled with a raised brow-- Could it be youre worried about Lucas?

Jeri freaks out, avoiding eye contact and gripping her pen with such force she could break it in half. --'m worried about everyone.

Rose chuckles and raises her brow-- sure you are-- she takes a sip from her coffee and looks at what her companion is drawing. Its clearly Lucas, she can tell by the green flannel and the curly black hair. She smiles at it but doesnt say anything.

--Okay so what if I am-- the girl replied,shrugging to play it off.

--Nothing, I just... I think its cute-- she replied-- my friend has been through it. And I appreciate you making him happy, thank you

Jerico smiles, she rubbs the sleep out of her eyes and says-- well...'m glad I can make him happy. Hes- god, hes just so cute

Rosemary is about to say something when she hears the radio go-- attention! Attention! This is Radioman, do you read Angel? -- its Lucas,because of course he butts in before she can hear all about her companions crush.

Both women roll their at the codenames. The scientist graba the radio and says-- Ten-four Radioman. Whats your status

Theres a brief moment before they hear him say-- we've found Savior. We repeat, we found Savior

--Desmond?--Jerico asked leaning closer, overjoyed by hearing Lucas' voice.

--Radioman,you mean-- the doctor?--The older woman asked.

--Affirmative --Both look at eachother and smile, high fiving eachother-- theres...a slight complication,though

--How slight?-- Lucas heard rosemary's annoyed voice. He takes a solid minute and adds-- he doesnt remember Us- I mean he does, but he doesnt remember how he got here or who he was. And apparently, hes "locked" in here by his amnesia. -- he rubs his face with his free hand, stress picking at his nervous system,his eyes on the floor.

More silence ensues for a few minutes, until he hears Jerico go-- you call that slight?!

At the voice, the Man smiles and looks up as if she was standing infront of her-- sorry, misused the word.

--Thats one hell of a way to misuse a word-- rosemary grumbled-- ten-four Radioman, do whatever you need to to get him out. Find things that Will remind him of who he is. Angel out.

The line cuts and Lucas is left to figure this out on his own. He turns to desmond,lost in conversation with Allen as Virginia looks at his clothes,mesmerized by the design.

--i swear ill get a stress ulcer one day-- he growls,turning to Desmond and saying-- Doc! Can you tell me everything again,from the top?

With the patience of a saint, Desmond nodds and smiles. Its a warm,understanding smile-- Well, I remember walking here aimlessly, I found this place eventually and then...-- he thinks for a brief moment,turning to Tonia who was still asleep-- Tonia found me, we made this place our home

-- But how did you get here -- Virginia asked-- I mean what made you find this place

The house shakes and the light dims,even the one coming from the sun. The feathers on the doctor's wings ruffle-- I would rather not talk about it, I cant...remember it well and I do not like how painful it is to remember-- he looks away, the rings with Many eyes look away at the floor-- but please,make yourseleves at home

Before either if them say a Word, the Man kicks up in flight and soon hes lost between the Many bookshelves of the place.

--Jesus fucking christ-- Lucas complains,passing his hands through his face.

--Now what?-- Asked Max,folding his arms over his chest.

--Well figure it out!-- Allen chirped, leaning on Virginia a little-- as the doc always said! Patience and Grace!

At the phrase,tonia raises her head and mewls, stretching and walking over to the Group. She nuzzles Allen's hand and tugs at his fisherman sweater, guiding Him to the Hall outside the Office.

--maybe she wants us to follow-- Virginia suggested,pushing a strand of curly black hair behind her ear.

-- Ah well why the hell not--Lucas agreed-- s'not like we have any better ideas.

And so,they follow her out, back to the series of paintings in the Hall. The ex lighthouse keeper looks at them, inspecting them and putting the pieces together. Its actually him who actually figures it out-- c-correct me if im wrong here but... look-- he gestures at the first painting, its the view of an Angel,that looks an awful lot like desmond,fighting off a demon of dark skin and multi colored goo-- this is desmond, fighting against the chem-- the house rattles a little,he flinches-- fighting the You Know What.

He moves to the other picture of the Angel being brought down by the demon. -- he lost the battle,whatever the battle was-- he walks to the one Next to the previous painting. This one is Desmond- the Angel being trapped by five chains. One of them is white,the other four are Green,Red,blue,magenta.

--Didnt the doc have tapes color coded?-- Virginia asked-- when we had a session he would always record them in a magenta tape.

-- mine was blue-- Allen added-- what color were you two's tape

--Green-- Lucas answered

--Red-- replied Max.

--Do you think the chains represent us?-- Virginia asked, looking at the picture.

--Why the hell would it represent us?-- Max asked, looking at the painting as well.

--Well...we are his patients arent we?--Allen asked, as a cloud obscured the sun for a brief moment. Tonia nuzzles his hand as if to agree with him-- we are part of him 

--But why would we chain him down in some way?--Lucas asked-- 'm gonna call rosemary

They wait a few minutes until Rosemary picks up, Lucas explains what happened and waits for an answer. -- I honestly dont have an idea.. if the You Know What-- she felt a little silly for calling Agent Rainbow that-- is everything we repress, its probably something that he doesnt want to face. Something hes ashamed of

--Guilt!-- jerico jumps in-- its guilt isnt it?

--But why would he feel guilt towards us?-- Virginia asked.

--Well, think of it this way- now,this is personal experience but-- jeri starts, nobody comments on how Keen Lucas is to hear her voice-- the picture shows him being chained down by something having to do with you guys, what chains us most its guilt and shame. Maybe, he feels like he hasnt done enough with you guys, as if he failed you

--But he didnt-- Allen said.

--But he doesnt know that-- jerico added-- maybe you guys need to find a way to get him to see that

--Well thats all fine and dandy,but what about the fifth chain, the white one?--Max asked.

--Maybe the fifth one is himself. Maybe if we make him forgive himself-- rosemary jumped in.

-- And how the hell do we do that?-- Max asked again

Lucas sighs and says-- ten four Angel. We'll start with what we have. Over and out -- the line cuts and tonia grabs Lucas by the sleeve of his jacket with her mouth, pulling him down the stairs with the rest of the Group

--Its like tonia knows-- Virginia said-- maybe whatever desmond doesnt remember, she does. Thats why shes guiding us

--Animals are always on some freaky psychic bullshit-- Max grumbled,Lucas cant help but chuckle.

They reach the first floor once more as tonia guides them down another corridor. There are four Doors with each of their names, and one simple note on the round table in the middle. The handwriting is scratchy and the paper is stained with oil, it simply read "face your demons to be free. There is no turning back".

--Thats not ominous at all-- Virginia remarked.

--God knows what the hell theres behind those Doors-- Lucad said-- tonia,what are we supposed to do?-- the cat nodded towards the note.

Virginia sighed and Walked up to the door with her name, the doorknob is a magenta gem which has cracks in it. She can see her own reflection-- what the note said? Theres no turning back...?-- she sighs-- we're trapped arent we? We either get desmond out or we die with him? -- unfortunately,tonia nodds-- great..

Mustering all her courage, she twists the knob and enters, before anyone can say anything.

The room within is black, it shifts to a dark magenta color every once in a while. As she walks, the room fills with eyes that stare at her,voices that pick at her scarred face.

Virginia recoils into herself, face Burning with shame-- stop it!-- she mutters, but the eyes Open wider And the voices get louder-- I said shut up!--she screams but it only gets worse.

Tvs appear as she keeps walking,eyes staring intensily at her, mannequins with names like "denis" and "Jorge" appear. But she keeps walking.

--Oh god,not you-- she mutters as a mannequin with the name of "Dave" appears in the middle of her path. The voices whisper things like "ugly", "useless", "everyone Gates you"-- no no no- not you! -- she kneels on the ground and covers her ears, the voices grow in volume. Louder,louder,LOUDER.

Until she remembers what rosemary said. "You might find your shadow selves,those things you repress"

Virginia thinks of desmond,trapped in this hellhole, she knows theres no turning back. She stands up, her body shakes and she walks with stumbling steps. "Youre loved,youre safe, youre loved,youre safe" she mutters to herself, hugging her own body and concentrating on her own voice until the voices go quiet.

She walks past the mannequin and pushes it to the ground, it shatters And she finds strength to Straight her back and Keep walking.

Before her is a small glass table, with a magenta key on it. Behind the table is a round mirror. As shes about to Grab the key,a clawy ghastly hand comes from the mirror and clutches her wrist.

Virginia yelps and pulls back, but the shape of a ghost woman comes from the mirror and looks at her,her face is cracked,her voice weak--...stop-- she says.

--Why?

--You really wanna go back? They think the worst of us..our family- we are never enough..

The woman coos soothingly, she doesnt let go of the key but she does say-- We are enough,and youre beautiful. The people out there like us, we are loved. And...im sorry you were convinced that you werent-- she pulls the ghastly woman for a hug and she hugs tight-- we are safe, we are loved,we are enough, we are beautiful

Her shadow self nodds and lets go, the glass shatters but it doesnt hurt her. Then,the room dissolves and she walks back out of the room with the key.

--Virginia!--The three men shout once shes our of the room. Allen hugs her friend tight and shakes her

--I!!!was!!!so!! Worried!!--he yelled.

--how was it In there kid?-- Lucas asked, pulling her in for a tight hug

Virginia Hugs back and explains everything that happened, what she saw, what she did to confront her shadow self and what be got in return.-- maybe thats how we free desmond-- she says.

--Well isnt that lovely-- Max grumbled.-- I aint got nothing to repress

The other three look at him-- dude...-- Lucas says-- are ya sure -- Max looks away and keeps quiet.

Allen sighs through his nose and looks at his door-- for the doc,right?-- he asks mostly to himself.

Virginia puts her hand on his shoulder and squeezes it-- you got this

The ex lighthouse keeper walks towards his door, the knob is a bright yellow, and its like it was melting. Like wax or like something under an intense heat-- for the doc-- he whispers before twistint the knob and entering