Henry's Journal

Sunday, September 28, 2012

LOG: Facebook chat between Henry & his sister Chris.

Wednesday, October 1, 2012

LOG: Phone Conversation between Henry & Dr. Katherine Davis, PHD.

• Dr. Kate: Hello?
• Henry: Dr. Kate. It's Henry.
• Dr. Kate: Henry? Why are you calling me? It's almost four in the morning.
• Henry: Oh. Sorry, I forgot about the time difference over there.
• Dr. Kate: So you think it's fine for you to call me at one in the morning then? Wait, nevermind. I'm not your doctor. Actually I still have that restraining order.
• Henry: I think I might be going crazy.
• Dr. Kate: You think? Have you recently attacked any other psychiatrists or their employees?
• Henry: I'm serious. Something is really wrong. I'm kinda fucked up.
• Dr. Kate: Are you drunk Henry?
• Henry: No. Dead sober. There was a party the other night and there was a wolf attack. People died.
• Dr. Kate: <silence> I saw that on the news. Wow. Henry. It never occurred to me that you might have been there.
• Henry: I got bitten pretty bad. Or at least I thought I was. I woke up the next morning and I was fine. My shirt was slashed up and bloody where it had bitten me, but there wasn't any wounds - no scars. Nothing.
• Dr. Kate: <sighs> Alright Henry. But I'm charging your Mom for this call. Tell me everything.

Henry proceeded to fill Dr. K. Davis in on the details of the UA wolf attacks of Saturday, September 27, 2012.  
 See attached folio for relevant news clippings & medical reports.

• Henry: Since then things have been. Off. Strange. I've been...sensing things. Like my senses have been turned up to 11. I can hear conversations rooms away and I can smell things. Like, not smells, like food - but...emotions. My cat is terrified of me. And everything and everyone is just pissing me the fuck off - like worse than before. I've been keeping to myself, going to classes and then going back home and locking myself in. I just want to...fucking strangle everyone I see.
• Dr. Kate: Henry. You really need to talk with someone. Someone local. This is serious. Are you still on your meds? I can look up doctors in your area and send you a reference. Don't bother with the campus counselor, they're generally useless quacks with associates degrees.
• Henry: No, I stopped taking the meds a year or so ago when I was going to school in Texas. I've been doing really well. Things have been pretty awesome...until now. I beat up a guy I like today. He came over to bitch at me about abandoning him at lab. I snapped, everything got hazy. I was doing all I could to keep my temper in check, doing the mental games you taught me. But then he punched me and...well, I lost myself for a moment. The next thing I know he was sprawled on the floor.
• Dr. Kate: Is he okay?
• Henry: Aye. He was just shaken up a bit. I helped him up, apologized and ran back to the sanctuary of my room. He yelled at me through the door that I'd better show up at lab. I took out my frustration on my bean bag chair.
• Dr. Kate: You go through so much furniture. At least your friend seemed to take your assault relatively well. Sounds like a keeper.
• Henry: Heh. Yeah. He's kind of an ass hole. But he's growing on me. <sigh> I can't go through this again. It's like...that time.
• Dr. Kate: The Arby's Incident.
• Henry: Yeah. But this time it's just hovering over my head like a black cloud that wont go away. Threatening to come down on me at any moment.
• Dr. Kate: Henry, this is a serious matter. I can't make you do it, but I urge that you start regular sessions again. And you really need to be back on your meds. Just please do not attack whoever the poor soul I end up sending you to. That would reflect poorly on me.
• Henry: I know. I'm sorry Dr. Kate. How is Janice?
• Dr. Kate: She quit after you broke her nose.
• Henry: Sorry.
• Dr. Kate: You should be! And if you are, do as I say and get some help. Also, don't call me at four in the fucking morning again.
• Henry: Sorry.
• Dr. Kate: There it is again. Don't apologize. Do something about it instead. At least you're not screaming profanities at me. Progress at last.
• Henry: <chuckle> You're still kind of a bitch.
• Dr. Kate: It's the only way to get through to some people. That's why they pay me the big bucks.
• Henry: Tell mom I say hello.
• Dr. Kate: I will when I send her your bill.
• Henry: And thanks for listening.
• Dr. Kate: Good night Henry. I'll email you a list of references tomorrow.
• Henry: Night.