April Thursday 22nd 1999

I have been really busy. I have managed to clean the woman up, I have refused to call her Jane as I know this isn’t her real name. She lets me feed her, brush her hair and teeth, she still hasn’t said anything to me and no one else comes near her.

October Friday 31st 2003

Its Halloween and its turned out to be a suitably gloomy day. It has done nothing but rain since yesterday evening but something happened tonight that I just had to write about. A tall man, dressed head to foot in black arrived in a hearse. I wouldn’t normally take too much notice but it was the way he parked the hearse that caught everyone’s attention. He peeled the thing into the kerb at something approaching 90 mph. He strode straight in and demanded to see the “Jane Doe” So they came to get me as no one else will go near her, the man was huge, really tall and looked as though the weight of the World was upon his shoulders. They were all watching as he followed me to the room and as usual she was stood staring blankly at the wall. I unlocked the door and told him that she didn’t usually let anyone but me into the room but he went in anyway and instructed me to wait outside.
I watched through the window in the door and he seemed to be talking to her and for a second I thought she was going to attack him but she turned round and started crying. He gathered her up in his arms and sat her on the floor rocking back and forth with her, comforting her and the whole time he was there she cried and cried. I could see his lips moving but couldn’t hear what he said. Eventually, he picked her up and put her into the bed in the corner and covered her. She was asleep for the first time in 3 years, I watched awe-struck, he saw me watching and approached the door and let himself out. He asked me where my room was and after I locked the door again I led him back to my room where he shut the door behind him. He took my arm and sat me down at the desk and never spoke above a whisper but told me it was imperative I didn’t tell anyone he had been and that he would tell me the woman’s name but again I must tell no one. I nodded and promised him I would tell no one. I told him I had been the one who had looked after her for all this time and he seemed relieved that she hadn’t been on her own for the whole time. He whispered her name to me but as I promised I am not even going to write it here in case she is found before she has healed.

November Monday 3rd 2003

She finally woke up. I had been getting worried, I had sat with her for hours and hours over the weekend but this time when she looked at me the glazed look had been replaced by the most brilliantly piercing blue eyes and there was one other addition – the ring.
I am still reeling from the first proper conversation we’ve had for three years, she asked how long she’d been here, I told her the truth – three years. She seemed to take the news quite well, I told her my name was Augustus and that I had been looking after for all that time. She said she knew who I was and that she was very grateful, she said I had stopped her mind from becoming damaged beyond redemption. I’m not quite sure what she means by this but I asked her, her name and she repeated it back to me just as the man had and I knew she was no longer the shell she had been.
She was disgusted by her appearance and insisted we go and get some proper clothes, she also insisted she smelled like a pigs armpits and demanded that I help her find a shower. At first I wasn’t sure but then I had the key to the room so we could do whatever we liked and so off we went, I followed her.