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“My monsters,” she mumbled quietly. The thought of them hurt. Who would blame her? She thought she had spent years with them and now, all of a sudden, people tried to make her believe that her beloved friends did never exist. “They called them freaks, but I— I loved them. I was their mother. They were friendly.” Elsa shook her head in disbelief and looked away. The window next to the doctor’s head became more interesting with every second. All she wanted was leaving this place. Maybe she would even find her monsters and prove everyone that they were real. “You know my story. You know me like nobody else does, Edward Mordrake.” Her voice sounded thoughtfully, nearly like lyrics she had to learn for her next performance. “—I am not crazy.”

“No. You are not crazy.” Of that, he was certain. She was troubled, confused, but she was not beyond reach. He saw it in how she looked to him with such urgency! “Please, remind me of your story then. Leave nothing out, for I may have forgotten things.” His blue eyes were sad, for he truly felt for her, and ached to put her sorrows behind her. “But please… begin at the beginning. Tell me how you came to mother your monsters.”

Was she dreaming? Hallucinating? Or did she really find someone who believed her and, at least, tried to understand and help her? A few moments after she heard his kind words, she lifted up her chin to eventually gaze at him. Elsa could see it in his bright blue eyes - he was not like all the others she had come across. He was … trustworthy. Maybe the reason for her thinking was that she believed she would know him. Did she? The patient’s tired, quiet voice filled the doctor’s office. "After I came to this country, I started to search for – special people. People with certain talents or deformations. For my Freak Show. And we had a good life together, doctor, a good life.” A small pause followed and her nervousness became more obvious. She began to dig her nails into her arms as she added in a cold voice: “But you destroyed it.”