the words of Mr. Gilinsky are stuck in my mind. I can imagine u think I overreact. It's just a kiss. 

but I don't want it to be just a kiss. I enjoyed it. 

I have to admit, I am attracted to him, but who isn't..I mean..look at him..

but he's still my client. 

My head jerks up as I hear a knock on my door. a few seconds later a note shoves underneath the door.  

I quickly pick it up, and read it.

I need to discuss something with you. It's very important. 
Meet me @ the entrance of the basement at 6PM. -SM

I take my lip between my lips. What does he want. I can't put my finger on it.

What does he want. some day he wants to be close to me, but the other day, he wants to get rid of me.

It's 2PM now, and I have 3 sessions left. 2 individual and one group session (which shawn must  attend to)

I press on the button for room 43, so my next client is informed that he has to come to my office. 

4 hours left. 

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Of course he wasn't at our group session (He's going to get in trouble if I write it down, but imma let it go this time)

It's 5:50, so I make my way to the basement. I've figured out why we probably wants to talk. the tapes. 

the disturbing tapes about the human experiences. I make a few wrong turns but I finally find out where the old part of the center is. I want to grab my pass from my pocket, but Its empty. 

I let a few curse words leave my mouth as I want to head back. a few knocks on the window makes me turn around. Shawn opens the door, and tells me to come with him.

I'll confront him later with the fact that he has my  card

"So what is it what you want to show me?" I ask when we are back in the dusty basement. "the tapes..I found something out" he says a bit concerned. 

He stops walking when we are in the same spot as we were last time. "Show me then" i say and he nods. he grabs some documents from underneath a big chair and gives them to me. 

"They never left" he says slowly. "The people why do got released never actually left"

i scan the document and look up "what do you mean, of course they left" I say in disbelief

"I checked it up, all the released clients are in Funkley, in Minnesota"  

"so?" I ask "that could be a coincidence" he shakes his head. "the population of Funkley is 11"

I nod and try to think this through. how does a locked op psychopath know all this. It is confirmed in the documents, but still.. yesterday he wanted another psychologist, and now he's back to normal. weird.

"There is only one way to find out" I look at him in the dark space "I have to go to Funkley, Minnesota"

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Short short short short sorry..but it is something.

drama is on it's way and so are new updates. I have 2 weeks off, and i'm done with my exams for now..So I'm going to try to update as much as possible. but i also have to work, sooo

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btw I have some ideas for a new fanfiction (i'm only going to make drafts, not publishing yet) but Should i make a Harry Styles or a Shawn Mendes fanfic. or with both? pls tell me x

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