I was in the panel room, looking at footage. I then saw a bunch of doctors or whatever in a room. I then spotted him.
"Waylon." I said happily. There he was being escorted by another doctor. Something was wrong.. Waylon sat down and began to code something in the computer. I saw some guy being held captive he was just in his underwear. He pounced at Waylon, though there was a glass wall separating them. I looked intently.
"They were.. experimenting on..humans..people." I said as I discovered something too big for myself. I had to tell Miles and-Waylon. He knew about this? I then heard the door shut behind me. I turned around scared. I saw an old man. He looked about 40? He was a priest? I saw his white collar.
"Indeed they were." I saw him step closer.
"Stay back!" I said grabbing the syringe on the ground, holding it up to him.
"I don't intend to hurt you... Far from it." He continued to approach me.
"Are you..his lover?" I cringed my face confused. I shook my head confused on what this guy wanted.
"W-What, no!" I said continuing to peruse him with this syringe.
"By the complexion of your face, I'd say you are."
"W-What!? N-No! You don't know what're talking about!" I neared him with the pointy side of the syringe. He raised his hands defenseless.
"Why did you take him?" He then chuckled lightly.
"He must see the truth." I neared him.
"What truth?" I said nearing the syringe to his neck. He kept his hands up.
"You'll find out soon enough." He then began walking out the room.
"My brother! Waylon, Waylon Park."
"The traitor?" He said turning to me. I looked confused. He knew something, and I had to find out.
"What, traitor?" I heard him chuckled once more.
"He seeked someone out, and that had landed him in deep water. He's a patient here now.. My odds say he's dead." He then began to walk out. I lowered the syringe.
"Oh and, they're called variants." He then left. Variants?-Patients? I was totally lost. But then I had remembered.. Miles. If I can't find Waylon, my best bet is finding Miles. I then ran after the priest, but once I made it out the hallway, he was gone. I then rushed to find Miles.. Making my way up the stairs, it was on the second floor. I couldn't see anything. I began calling out for Miles.
Maybe he'd hear me.. I then heard chains. I turned my head to the sounds.
"M-Miles!?" I then heard sniffling. Not Miles.. I followed a light that was flickering down a hallway. I rushed and saw a locker in a room. I rushed in the room entering the locker. I was way more scared without Miles by my side. I heard the chains near.
"You're scent, it's different." I heard a raspy voice call out. I then saw through the locker cracks. I saw a heavy man with chains around his legs and wrists walk in. He began sniffing. I held my mouth as would Miles, controlling myself. I could cry right now, that's how terrified I am.
"Smell, good. Smell delicious." I leaned back and hoped for the best. He then walked away. I removed my hand from my mouth breathing heavily. I opened the locker slowly. I looked back at my map. I couldn't see anything so I went more into the hallway.
There I was able to see with the flickering light. Just two lefts from here. I then rushed hoping to be by his side once more. I began to rush there, making sure my turns were accurate. I saw a sign saying Block B this way. I rushed and found myself at a gate. It was a prison like ward. There I saw Miles roaming around at the bottom. The patients weren't attacking him, just one guy that was following him around.
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Don't Touch Her. - Miles Upshur x Reader
Mystery / Thriller•Female Y/N!• This is a Outlast/Whistleblower Fanfic. I do not own these characters, all rights go to Red Barrels. You are Waylon Park's younger sister.. 10 years apart from each other. You and Waylon would get along all the time, since you were bor...