Unexpected Encounters

All my stitches were out. The nurses were about ready to discharge me under the care of Office Miller and send me home; I just had to stick through one more night. I was excited to go home but I was scared at the same time. The agony of knowing that it would feel exactly like the hospital, because they still hadn't found my monster, was haunting me. But I really wasn't thinking about that. I made Dr. Rondo a thank you card for all the wonderful work he had done.

Over the past few weeks he had gotten so close to me and kept me company and kept me safe through everything. It would be a shame if it really was Jason who did everything. I don't know what I would do with myself because I promised Dr. Rondo that I would come visit him but I don't know if I could knowing that his son had tortured me. At this point I was really hoping he didn’t, because I wanted to stay in touch with Dr. Rondo, not even because of Jason.