(From Blue's Perspective)
In our bedroom, I asked Dem about what happened with Evelyn right after we came in.
Demian was asleep and Dion was sleepy. We put them in their cribs.
"The same thing," Dem said as we sat down on the bed. "It is the same all the time. She doesn't say not a word different. She doesn't know anything, she has no idea how she went there and similar stuff like that."
"Dem…"
"No, Blue, I have no idea who to trust, but I can assure you either someone is controlling her or the matter is much more different than what we are imagining," he said. "I have read her thoughts. They are repetitive. The same thing again and again. We don't think that way. No one thinks that way. If I know one thing in my life, I know how people think, what people think and what to expect of people's thoughts at a certain period. But she… Her thoughts are not normal."
"Do they remind you of Mother's thoughts?"
