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notes, however, about behavioral
problems beginning around puberty. Mentally, Nariko shrugged. She supposed the
problems outlined did correspond to the beginning of her nightmares. On the
other hand, it seemed to her that pretty much everyone went through a change in
behavior when they hit that period of raging hormonal unbalance that
corresponded to the transition from child to adult.
          Savage
cursed under his breath, drawing Nariko’s attention. She leaned closer, reading
over his shoulder. Her heart seemed to jolt to a halt in her chest when she saw
it mentioned her mother. Grabbing the edge of the paper, she gave it a tug.
After a moment, Savage released it.
          Her
mother had been sent to an asylum for the insane!
          Nariko
read it through twice and looked up at Dr. Savage with a mixture of chaotic
emotions. "She thought … she believed she’d been impregnated by a
demon?"
           
           
           
           
          Chapter
Five
           
          There
was something about the look on Dr. Savage’s face that penetrated Nariko’s
turmoil, although she couldn’t quite pin it down. He didn’t look particularly
surprised. It was almost as if he’d been expecting the information he’d found.
In fact, there seemed almost an underlying sense of purposefulness or maybe
even excitement about him.
          "She
named him."
          Nariko
blinked. He’d said it as if her mother had identified an assailant by name,
someone real--someone he’d heard of.
          "You
know that name."
          He
shrugged, looking away from her as he got up and began to pace the floor.
Nariko watched him, trying to figure out what might be going through his mind,
but she couldn’t seem to get her own mind around the fact that her mother had
been insane enough they’d locked her away.
          Some
forms of insanity were hereditary.
          Was that
it? Was she crazy like her mother had been? How bizarre was it that her mother
thought she’d gotten knocked up by a demon and now she was having dreams about
a demon that seemed pretty damned determined to fuck her stupid if he got his
hands on her?
          She
could’ve almost felt better about being abandoned--knowing she actually hadn’t
been thrown away--except that her mother had been a nut case and now she had to
worry that she might have inherited something awful.
          "You
think I’m crazy?"
          Dr.
Savage stopped pacing and glanced at her absently. "What?"
          Nariko
licked her lips. "My mother obviously was, and now I’m having dreams about
demons, too. But how could something like that be inherited? I didn’t know her. I’ve never seen the records. How could I have
dreams about being chased by a demon when I didn’t know anything about my
mother’s psychosis?"
          He shook
his head. "I don’t think you’re crazy. I’m not convinced she was
either--at least not at first, anyway. Being locked away with the insane is
enough to drive a sane person over the edge."
          Nariko
felt her jaw go slack. Was he saying he believed her mother actually had been
impregnated by a demon?
          This was
worse than the blind leading the blind! The insane leading the nut case!
          "We
need to try to talk to your mother," he said suddenly.
          A
mixture of excitement and revulsion filled Nariko instantly. It had never
occurred to her that she might even get the chance to meet her mother--but in a
mental institute? Visions of a drooling, wild haired woman in a straight jacket
filled her mind. She felt sick.
          "I
… uh … I’m not sure I’m up to this one."
          He
studied her a long moment. "You don’t have to go."
          The only
thing she could think of that would be worse than seeing the vision she’d
pictured, was Dr. Savage seeing the vision she’d pictured in her mind. "I
don’t see what good you think it would do

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