Sakon was dreaming again. He was dreaming that he was talking to Ukon. "I have to say good-bye for awhile…"

"What do you mean you have to say goodbye for awhile?" Ukon commented, glaring at Sakon.

"I have to go and stay at 'that' place," Sakon commented.

"What the hell did you do in that office with that doctor that got you put into that nut house!" Ukon stated, folding his arms. "Can't you do anything at all Sakon? Or must I always babysit you!"

"Don't be mad at me… he twisted my words around," Sakon commented.

"Yeah… whatever… somebody didn't want to talk to me earlier… does he really believe what the doctor said… that I'm not real," Ukon commented.

"No! I don't!" Sakon said, surprise in his voice that the puppet would accuse him of this.

"I don't know Sakon… I think your doubting yourself again… stop doubting yourself," Ukon commented. "And don't your dare EVER say goodbye to me!"

"You heard what Aunt Kaoruko said to that man," Sakon commented.

"Yeah… I learned some new bad words… I knew she had a temper, but didn't expect him to be laid into like that…"

"No… that's the first time I saw her do something like that…" Sakon commented. "I don't want to have…"

"I told you not to say goodbye Sakon!" Ukon commented.

"Yes… but I am worried I won't be coming back…" Sakon commented, not looking the puppet in the face. "That place scares me… a lot."

"Yes… well," Ukon said. "You have a point… I can still visit through your dreams kiddo. We're friends for a reason… you know that better then I."

"Ukon…" Sakon started, only to find himself shaken awake.

M

Sakon found himself looking up at his grandfather and aunt. Kaoruko had tears in her eyes. "It's morning Sakon…"

"I know, where's mother…" Sakon commented.

"She's hiding in her room," Saemon commented. "Not that I don't blame her."

"Kaoruko… you were wrong… momma and grandfather didn't blame you…" Sakon said, not looking at either of them.

"And don't you dare blame yourself!" Kaoruko commented.

"Take care of Ukon and momma for me," Sakon said, as they left the room for him to get dressed. He then walked out into the yard and began to pull on his shoes. Kaoruko suddenly approached him.

"Are you going to say goodbye to Ukon?" she asked, holding the puppet close to her.

"There is a chance that I won't be able to come back," Sakon commented.

"Sakon… some of my friends at work are trying to get you out of this as soon as possible," Kaoruko commented.

"You've never said you had friends at work before Kaoruko," Sakon commented, finishing tying his shoe.

"Well… until they did this… I thought all the guys were out to get me… and perhaps it is because they've taken a liking to you more then me, but still… that they are trying is something… say goodbye to him," she said, suddenly having Sakon grab Ukon from her and hug him tightly.

M

Kaoruko placed Ukon on the kitchen table so that nothing would happen to him and perhaps that if Chizuru found him, she might cheer up some. Saemon wasn't coming as he himself was upset about the whole situation. So that left Kaoruko to sign Sakon into the mental ward. Something she wasn't happy with.

The nurse gave Sakon some clothes to change into and when he got back, she had a wheel chair for him. "Dr. Frost said to give you this as soon as you got in."

The woman gave him a cup of pills and he glanced at Kaoruko, who glanced away, not to happy about the situation. He did glance a look in her eyes that told him she was going to give hell to her rival. He carefully swallowed the pills and then zoned out. The next thing he knew, a girl who seemed to be around eleven to twelve came to talk to him. "I see you're here too."

"I didn't want to come here," Sakon commented.

"The doctors got you on some wacky drugs too I see," the girl commented.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sakon commented.

"You'll find out soon enough… I'm just a memory now," the girl said. "I'm not even a ghost… just a memory…"

Sakon watched then as she disappeared. He bit his lip. He had been able to pick up on things like this, but never like this. It was then that Dr. Ikimono came into the room. "How are you doing Sakon?"

"There was someone who died in here, wasn't there…" Sakon commented, looking at the wall of the room where the girl had been standing. "A girl around ten to eleven."

"She looked that, but she was really… twelve…" the man said. "Sakon… who told you that someone died in here."

"A memory…" Sakon stated.

"What do you mean a memory?" the man said, blinking.

"You know how your near something you pick up on something…" Sakon commented.

"No… I don't," the doctor said.

"Before, it was just being able to repeat the words of the dead at murder scenes, being able to sense what their feelings were, what their voice was like. Now I'm picking up what they looked like too…" Sakon said. "And Ukon isn't here to help."

The doctor blinked a couple of times. "You never said any of this before Sakon…"

"That's because everyone would think that I really was insane… I don't go around purposely calling forth the dead… but I do pick up things…" Sakon said, still staring at the wall."

"It's the drugs Sakon… we'll get them changed so she doesn't come back," the doctor said.

"She won't be back… what was needed to be said in the memory was left said… she wasn't a ghost… I'd hate to actually see one… but there are lots of things here that have happened… bad things… I don't trust Dr. Frost."

"Neither do I… but don't tell him that Sakon," the doctor said. He disappeared for a bit then came back. "The nurse says that she's been the only one who's come near you as the doors are locked to the facility rooms. She says she said nothing about the girl to me. I told her I was glad because you didn't look to well and it wouldn't do you any good."

"You still are distrustful…" Sakon commented, still staring at the wall.

"Name a number between one and one hundred," the man said.

"First choice fifty five, thirty seven, then ninety two," Sakon commented.

"Uhh… yes," the doctor said. "You're going to be alright."

"I know I'm not supposed to be here… the more things I touch, the more memories that are going to come out," Sakon commented. "The medication defiantly isn't helping."

"I'll be sure they have the room to your door locked," the doctor said. "Have a good night sleep… you really shouldn't be here."

Sakon heard the doctor sigh as he left, then he lay back to sleep of the effects of the drug.