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American Horror Story's

Elsa Mars


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Trigger Warning!

Written by: Dana

Since: Dec 29, 2014

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You know where I want to go. I want to go with you, I want you to take me.” Her voice became a quiet whisper, not wanting the others — the staff and the inmates — to hear about her plans. She hoped that it was happening now; she had been suffering at this place for too long. Elsa placed her hand on his arm as he wrapped it around her, nearly clinging onto it, as if this arm would be her last hope. As they approached the grand door, the patient’s hazel eyes widened and she tilted her head to stare up at the doctor. “Will you take me to the other side now? I’ve never been so ready…”

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“The other side? No, my dear. Not just yet.” Take me, she continued to plead. Edward didn’t understand, wondering briefly if it were a sexual favour she sought instead. The thought made him nearly blush, but it had not been the first a female patient had thrown obscenities at him. He led her down the hall to his office, where he unlocked the door and allowed her in first. “Please, sit. Make yourself comfortable.”

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Her hope somehow faded when he told her he would not take her away from this place completely. But, at least, she could escape from the other poor, mad souls for a while. As they reached his office, the inmate looked around carefully, before she dared to step in. She could not sense any danger, but she decided to act with care, anyway. Slowly, Elsa walked towards the desk and gazed down at the chair that was made for any visitors like her, thinking for a moment. Then, the blonde eventually sat down and turned her head to follow the doctor’s movements, confusion in her hazel eyes. "Why – why are you here? If it wasn’t me you came for, who is it?”

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