Lucy took a deep breath and closed her eyes, slipping into a trance.
Soon it was that familiar feeling, sound of a hundred footsteps, muffled screams in the dark tunnel. Clutching her father’s hand with all her might, she turns her head, eyes frantically searching for a face.
“Dad, she is lost, we must go back!”
“Come-on child, you wanna live, or die like your weakling mother?”
Father’s sweaty hand was slowly slipping out of her clutch as they emerged from the tunnel.
Watching the gradually falling BP, from the corner of his eyes Dr. Pummel noticed the ‘switch’.
“What’s your name?”
“Lucas, of course”
In his concluding report doctor wrote ‘severe DID’.
With all the tours and work pressure, I was in pain, not being able to write my FF or read any other’s. So made sure I wrote this week. DID or Dissociative Identity Disorder is one of the most controversial psychiatric disorders. Two very famous cases can be found here. Currently working on a character for my next fiction based on a Hindu mythological personality that can be a classical example of DID.
Written for Friday Fictioneers – where our gracious fellow fictioneer gives us a reason to feel good by expressing ourselves. Rest of the fictions at the link below: