The town of Millburrow. Early in 1962. Edgewood Hybrid School is the only school for Hybrids in town.
The entire town, like the rest of the country, treat Hybrids like second class citizens. They have to go to the back of the line in the grocery sto...
The world is......blank, it's not black or white. It's a weird.....grey color, but it's not that; I have zero ideas of what was going on. As I stood up, I realized two things. One, I can't see out one of my eyes, and two. I'm in a dress, a white one with a none existent pattern. I reach my head to feel for what might be obstructing my vision. I felt bandages wrapped around my head; they were.....they didn't feel like anything.
I then took a step forward to try and determine where I am; I then find myself within.....a church, with stained glass pouring multi-colored sunlight around me. The church seems familiar, but I can't determine where I have seen it.
As I try to remove the bandages to see properly, I hear a voice behind me. "Joseph, you shouldn't do that," the voice said in a calm voice. I turned around and found a male deer hybrid with pale skin, tidy light brown hair, and worried green eyes. He doesn't look too much older than me. His clothing looked old; one sleeve of his brown and green jacket was rolled up, matching green pants and brown boots were clean, but they looked a little big on him given he needed two belts to keep his pants up. I backed away; I don't know this guy. Why does he know my name? How?
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That's not an answer. "W-why?" I accused, "Who are you?!"
"Your heart is beating very fast you need to calm down. Take a deep breath and try to ground yourself." the unknown deer spoke softly.
I closed my eyes and did as he said. I felt better a bit. When I opened them, he was a bit closer to me.
"Now, who are you?" I wondered. "I'm one of the voices in your head, I'm quiet, but I'm there," the deer explained. "I've been trying to talk you down-" I interrupted. "What? But what about Say-" He interrupted me. "Sayan wasn't speaking to you; you were hallucinating" He lost his temper. "None of what you saw or heard was real!" I wanted to say something, but my voice didn't let me. "Joesph, I'm sorry, but you need to hear this; you have schizophrenia. What you experienced wasn't real. Your damaged mind made it up," he explained in a soft voice.
