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56. Mr. Void.

~Delmundo

The time I spent on the helicopter was slow as the day dragged on. What happened to me on the yacht as it moved through the waters proved my worst fears.

I was in so much misery and overwhelmed by this pure rage that would not go away.

I waited on the shore by sitting on the dead log far from the waters and folded my arms. This was before my copter arrived on the island. I had been slowly walking with Pamela beside me.

During my hypnosis, Croft had unknowingly released a lock my father had put somewhere in my psyche. It was why I wanted to go back and it was not just to see my mother.

It was to put the lock back in place so all hell would not break loose. Back at the Manor, I saw fear in the eyes of Croft as she refused to take me back to my subconscious.

Yesterday got me thinking about what she told me back in her secret therapy room. It took me a while to grasp what she had said due to how disoriented I was from reliving my childhood trauma all over again.

It