You can't park there! That's a handicap zone!

Murdock saw the man appear at the mental hospital. He couldn’t know if he was going to visit someone, but one thing that Murdock could tell is that the man had a  gun hidden under his jacket. So he just pretended to be even more insane.

  Emma watched amused as he sat on the floor, before she pulled out a pack of cigarettes, leaning on the wall.”But um…seeing your dead dad, his dead girlfriend and you start to think that your friend is bleeding to death sort of screws your brain up…so um…while my ‘dad’ was trying to stomp me in the back my friend tossed me a silver handled knife and I was able to break the necklace, which canceled the curse and got rid of the spirit things.” 

“Okay, it’s my turn. So this happened a few weeks ago, it was a really mad night. Hannibal and this guys sent me a note. I was supposed to meet them at a park, because we had to do some mission and they couldn’t rescue me from the mental, so I had to escape by myself. I demanded some trash bags, saying that I wanted them as a sheet. As a sheet! And they believed me, that poor bastard from the hospital. Late that night, after faking being asleep for almost two hours, I managed with Billy’s help to get out of the room, and I went to the kitchen. I don’t know why but they had huge bottles of helium, so I used it to fill the trash bags.” He made a pause and he chuckled a bit. “Here comes my favourite part. I went to the top of the building, and I used the trash bags filled with helium to escape. So literally, I FLEW!”

   She liked hearing other people talk. She was so used to living on her own for so long, she couldn’t stand to hear herself think most days. So she listened patiently.

He looked at her when she mentioned the psychiatric hospital. "And who is him? Maybe I know him." said, stroking the air, like if it was a dog in there. "Is is that Jimmy boy? That dude's a bastard, but I really like him."

And strangely enough- that wasn’t the weirdest that had happened to her this week…

“Well, that was weird” agreed Murdock, thinking about what she had said. “I have always thought that magic exists since I watched that Harry Potter movies, but nobody wanted to believe me. Just the kids and the teenagers.” said him. He looked inside the pocket of his jacket and found his 3-D glasses, so he put them on. “Now, tell me more! It is a nice story!” said, sitting down on the floor, cross-legged.

She shrugged, “Magic is very really. I don’t have a choice whether I want to believe it or not. It’s um…just a part of me. Always has been.”

  Emma watched amused as he sat on the floor, before she pulled out a pack of cigarettes, leaning on the wall.”But um…seeing your dead dad, his dead girlfriend and you start to think that your friend is bleeding to death sort of screws your brain up…so um…while my ‘dad’ was trying to stomp me in the back my friend tossed me a silver handled knife and I was able to break the necklace, which canceled the curse and got rid of the spirit things.” 

"Okay, it's my turn. So this happened a few weeks ago, it was a really mad night. Hannibal and this guys sent me a note. I was supposed to meet them at a park, because we had to do some mission and they couldn't rescue me from the mental, so I had to escape by myself. I demanded some trash bags, saying that I wanted them as a sheet. As a sheet! And they believed me, that poor bastard from the hospital. Late that night, after faking being asleep for almost two hours, I managed with Billy's help to get out of the room, and I went to the kitchen. I don't know why but they had huge bottles of helium, so I used it to fill the trash bags." He made a pause and he chuckled a bit. "Here comes my favourite part. I went to the top of the building, and I used the trash bags filled with helium to escape. So literally, I FLEW!"