Miles limped towards the stairs he had just been chased down, his vision quickly growing blurry but he pushed himself to move forward, telling himself that he was almost at the exit and then he could go home. But he felt strange, he felt...cold, despite the fact he was wearing a leather jacket with a long sleeved button up, he quickly brushed it off to the pain and continued moving.
He’d been through a living hell in such a short period of time, he was surprised at himself that he was still able to have kept his composure all this time. He was thankful the lab door at the top of the stairs was already open when he first came down, part of him didn’t think he had the strength to open it, let alone walk properly. He collapsed multiple times, having to cling to the various desks and walls for support.
He limped down the hallway, every part of him ached, especially his hands, they throbbed painfully. Once he limped down the short hallway and turned the corner, he noticed two double doors in front of him. Relief quickly washed over Miles though he collapsed one last time with a soft thud, he grunted in pain as he pushed himself back to his feet, soon it would be over and he’d get to go home. But as he reached for the doorknob, the doors slowly opened in front of him, he thought he was seeing things as the doors pulled away from him. He lifted his head, confused, until he saw a swat team consisting of 4 men, all armed.
Miles raised two shaky hands when he noticed that old man from earlier, one of the officers was pushing his wheelchair for him, or at least holding onto it for now. “Hands where I can see them!” one of the officers yelled, Miles couldn’t be more happy, well, as happy as someone can be being yelled at. The man gestured behind him, and Miles limped towards them, though he quickly collapsed when his vision suddenly blurred, and before Miles knew it, everything went black.
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A soft, repeated beeping sound slowly brought Miles to his conscious, he slowly lifted his head and rubbed his eyes. Once his vision cleared, he took in his surroundings, there was a blue fabric armchair with wooden armrests to his right, behind the chair was a large window, though the blinds were closed. Next to the window, was a narrow wooden door that Miles guessed had to be a bathroom. But by the door, that led to the hallway, sat a small grey trash can. He turned to his left, there was a monitor, sitting on a desk. Another one, that sat on top a short pole with small baskets attached at both sides, it was off as his injuries weren’t severe, though he knew the machine would show someone’s vital signs.
Miles leaned his head back against his pillow, he lifted his hands and found them now bandaged. He wasn’t terribly injured, so he was hoping they would let him go home soon. Though he was a bit concerned when he noticed there was no sunlight seeping through the cracks in the blinds, how long had he been out for. Another thing that worried him was his camera, he shot up immediately. Turning his head, next to the navy blue armchair, was a short table, with his satchel laid on top of it, his camcorder sat on top of it. Miles rubbed his eyes tiredly, he’d probably been out the whole rest of the day. He also noted that his jacket was hung up on the bathroom door with the rest of his clothes, his shoes were pressed against the wall.
He flinched when he heard the door to the hallway creak open, his head darted like a deer in headlights. “Mr.Upshur..?” a woman's voice called.
Miles didn’t think to reply at first, it felt like eternity since he had a normal conversation with a normal human being, when in reality, it had only been a day. “Um..yes…?” Miles replied. A woman with brown hair and a blue t-shirt and pants. She wore an id card on her chest. She sat down on the chair beside Miles, holding a clipboard.
“How are you feeling..?” She asked.
“Better..” Miles replied simply.
The woman gave a small nod “well i’m nurse Olivia, you're probably wondering where you are and about the situation..well you currently in Lake County hospital, your were out for about 6 hours and the police aren’t really requesting for you to be questioned since they already took the footage from the camera you had with you, so you’ll get to go home soon..”
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{♡Love Host♡} Miles Upshur x Billy Hope (Outlast)
FanfictionI just finished Outlast and Outlast whistleblower so I wanted to write a fanfic on it. forgive me if some things are off, I kinda just started getting into Outlast lore- but I love these two ❤