Collapse Of Wonderland

                                    

                                          
 Wow guys lasted chapter 0.0 I would just like to thank everyone for their patience and I cannot express how happy I am that this story did so well! If you follow me then you would know from my updates that I had serious writers block with this story, and I wanted to wait until the block was over instead of giving you 500 words of shit for the last chapter.
I hope you like this final chapter.
I hope it both shocks and pleases you with what happens to our friend Sparrow. 
Once again thank you. What a journey it's been. 
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Chapter 26
                          
"And here is where the frontal lobe connects with the precentral gyrus." Ruvik explained as he pointed to a detailed diagram of a brain on a piece of paper. His student, Sparrow, sat on the cold tile floor with wide eyes as she took in everything he said.
                          
"Although it is possible to live without the frontal lobe, you become a vegetable. No longer aware of your life or who you are, the frontal lobe is what makes you human and - sorry am I boring you?" Ruvik crossed is arms annoyingly as the girl before him gave a rather large yawn, although no sound came out of her mouth the big guff of wind afterwards had enough power to be a hair dryer had It been constant.
                          
Sparrow's tired young eyes gazed apologetically up to him before she shrugged.
                          
"I suppose it is pretty late. How was your treatment session today?" Ruvik asked as he got up from his desk and started sorting out the papers that were currently scattered around.
                          
Sparrow shrugged again as she got up from off of the floor and walked over to his book shelf, inspecting all the titles as Ruvik cleaned up. She wondering if Ruvik had any books about human hormones.
                          
During her treatment she had been put with a few others in a room to see how she would react with other patients with different disorders. Hoping to evoke Wren into making an appearance since it had been a long time since she had. Unfortunately one of the patients, Dennis, who had been diagnosed with Psychosis also had hypersexual disorder which led to him pining Sparrow to the nearest wall and continually grinding both their nether regions together until the doctors came in and tore him away from her.   
                          
Poor Sparrow had been left shaken and confused but was also curious as to why that man had done that.
                          
Ruvik finished packing his papers away and turned his head to watch Sparrow look at his various books. She had certainly grown from the little girl that broke into his room all those years ago. She was 18 now but he knew she didn't know exactly when she turned 18.
                          
He suspected that it was hard to know the date when you were a patient here, but he knew.
                          
The thought also emerged that she was now of age where sex was legal and he was also aware that the doctors around the hospital knew this as well. It wasn't uncommon that the patients here were abused in such a way, mainly the young female ones when they were drugged for the day. He had also made it very clear to all the doctors that Sparrow was not to be touched.
                          
"Happy Birthday." His hoarse voice appeared behind her, close enough that she could feel his breath brushing her left ear.
                          
Sparrow slowly turned around and held her breath once she realised how close Ruvik actually was, his nose brushed against her own. Suddenly Sparrow's face broke out into a bright smile before she darted forward and hugged him around his middle. Her cheek pressed against his collar bone as she cuddled him, making him feel a little awkward. It reminded him of when she hugged him after he 'found' her teddy, she was all about actions and Ruvik actually liked that about her.
                          
The tingling in the pit of her stomach started to grow until she felt like she was about to vomit bubbles, backing away she took his hand and inspected his scars like she usually did randomly.