Hadley's ears twitched slightly at the sound of singing. It was a pretty sound, penetrating through the darkness in his mind. The small speck of Hadley's soul woke up, and started fighting against the bonds. His mind was a mess, everything clashing together. Fighting against it was hard as he struggled to remember how things were supposed to be. It would be so easy to just remain as a slave. He didn't want that though. Not anymore. He had fought for the ability to be free, hadn't he? He had a new master as well. Amy couldn't touch him anymore. There were no more customers to please.
Another presence entered the room as he fought with his own mind. Slowly things were falling back into place, the darkness he'd been re-submerged in taken and thrown away, all the memories of moments before lost to help him keep strong and regain his place. Arms wrapped around him, and Hadley opened his eyes, returned to where he'd been. He looked over at Isa, felt dampness on his body. Isa? Never much of a talker he gently wrapped his arms around her. He remembered the frightening ghost appearing, then something had been said, something so horrifying he'd escaped inside his mind. What had it been? Deciding that some things were better off forgotten he looked around the room. H-home?
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