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As he approached the limo, the door opened and a big guy stepped out. He looked somewhat familiar ..."Oh No!! He looks like that girl in my dream!!" he thought...his body went cold..."no not again!! I can't take this anymore"....he was about to black out but felt strong hands grabbing his shoulder...
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"Hey Mister, what's the problem, are you not keeping well?" asked the big man. It took a little while for Joe to regain his senses. Tyring hard to push the guy's resemblence to MAy Kingston to the back of his head, Joe stammered, " Hi, I'm.. I'm.. Joe. My car.. My car.. I.. I.. need a lift to the city...er"
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The heart monitor went dead for a while again, before it picked a faint beat and slowly steadied. Dr Brunner who had been treating Joe for over two years, just couldn't figure out exactly what keeps his patient in this recurring nightmares, each time he comes to him with yet another vivid dream at his sessions.....
Still, he had heard that hypno-therapy works as he glanced at the recent work-paper put forth by Dr Brian Weitz, an eminent psychiatrist who practised regressive therapy to unearth a clue or two with his patient, Anne. He wondered abt Joe, the same way too. Could he do that too????
Hypno-therapy is a long shot but it could very well be the tip of the ice-berg, to start a journey into Joe's mind, right to the core of his problems.........
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As joe steadied himself after a couple of hours, Dr.Brunner looked at him with a fatherly affection and said, " Joe, I think it is time I look into your problem in a different angle. I have a doubt that some childhood incident has gone into the depth of your heart troubling you too much". When Joe gave a blank look he continued, " Do meet me this Friday at 10 am in my clinic, I wish to have a hypnotic session".
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"Dr, do you think this will help?? I mean, after all this time, 2 years and 11 months, to be exact.....".....wondered Joe...
"Listen Joe, i'm trying my best here, but, you need to open up a bit, you must believe in this thing........"
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Half convinced and half confused Joe left Dr Brunner's clinic. It was quite late and dark by the time he managed to reach home. As he came near the main door and scrambled for keys in his pocket, he was shocked to see May Kingston waiting for him with an eerie smile.
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May, sweet May!! Always there in his mind that sometimes he conjures her to be so vivid that she looks almost alive!! But his sub-concious mind tells him that she does indeed live but elsewhere where she keeps coming back like a hologram image!!
Exactly what did Dr Brunner mean by hypno-therapy????? Regress him to where????? Could it be possible that he was actually blocking out a part of him deeper into another recess????? If so, who holds the key to it???? May Kingston???? Dr Brunner????? Just who??????
Joe couldn't wait long enough for that Friday appointment, because he just had it upto here!! He had to know exactly, why May is here in his head and who was/is she????.........
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wow great story...have exams but thought i'd peek in...hope to read more! :D
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:clap: :clap: Excellent!!! Have any of u read Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. If not......READ IT!!!! It's very similar to what's been going on so far. One of the best mystery books ever written! :D
.....ok.......let's see....guns are irrelevent........grenades...nope....Violent Vampires....too late for that.....I'll try something new.
"Joe." Her sweet voice was begging him to talk to her. Joe ignored her agonizingly beautiful face and continued towards the door. "You know u can't believe him hun. He's never wanted us to be together! How could you forget what he had done to us?" Her voice broke slightly. "He's taking advantage of ur situation! For god's sake Joe, none of this would have happend if u had regularly taken you medication!" 'Dr.Brunner? A villan?' Joe thought. That did ring a bell. Quick incomprehensable flashbacks ran through Joe's mind. Brunner......May.....what is reality? "Look at me Joe!! Am I a figment of your imagination?? Come on, don't tell me that he's gotten a hold of you again." She broke into tears. What the hell was going on? Who the hell was May? Or brunner for that matter. He didn't remember the presence of any of them before yesterday. Or what he thought was yesterday. Were they both real...or were they both a figment of his imagination....sure as hell didn't seem like it. But lately things have not been what they seem.
Sorry....got a bit carried away. :oops: :D
Q, Welcome back. Good luck on the Xams! :thumbsup:
Regards. 8)
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In agony, Joe drifted on and on between May and Brunner! Both in white, each pulling him in opposite directions!! They kept flitting in and out of his mind, between snatches of sleep. It went on like that until he felt the pinprick of the morning sunlight , a dazzling beam, that lit up his face threatening to flood the back of his closed eyes.......
As daybreak nudged him awake, he realised that Friday was already here and he simply had to meet Dr Brunner again for the new treatment he had been going on abt. Hypnotise him, he had said, to take him where????, he thought.