Insanity

Oliver

As I was comforting Pepsi, red lights started flashing and loud, high-pitched beeping could be heard. The building had been put on lockdown. All the doors would soon lock and security would go throughout the entire building. No doubt Pepsi caused this.

Pepsi let go of me and sat beside me instead. His eye was still filled with terror. He was shaking..

"C-coke-", he'd start, barely being able to speak. "I'm in t-trouble."

I glanced at Pepsi and he'd put his hands on the side of his head, both his eyes were closed. He started to slightly rock back and forth.

"Pepsi. Don't worry, we'll find a way out of this." I'd say, rubbing his back.

He stopped rocking and put his hands down. He just sat there.

There was loud banging on the door. It sounded like someone was in a rush to get in. Pepsi looked over and panicked.

"Go to a testing chamber- the one inside the wall!" I'd point to the far right corner.

He ran and hid there.

I'd walk to the door and open it, they haven't locked yet. As soon as I opened it the smallest bit, Oliver came bursting in. I was thrown back and hit the ground, dazed. Oliver closed and locked the door behind him. He had a big bag with him, it sounded like it was full of glass.

Oliver has a height of 5'5 and has dark purple, messy, and long, thick hair. He works in the disease and virus control section of the building.

"Ow- Oliver what do you want?" I'd ask, rubbing my head.

"You should know where Pepsi is, right?" He'd ask, setting his bag on one of the desks.

I'd look over to where he was hiding them back at Oliver. "No- I don't know where he is." I'd respond.

Oliver started setting up his lab equipment in my room. He was setting up different kinds of tubes and glasses.

"Care to tell me what you're doing?" I'd ask, getting up and crossing my arms.

"Well- you see, one of my Homebrew diseases got out in the lab." He'd say as he was still setting up.

"What does this have to do with Pepsi?"

"Well, you see, he's been acting strange for a couple weeks now. He even changed his hairstyle. You know how he just started covering his eye? His actions have been odd as well... I've been watching you both just in case but I lost you when the power went out." Oliver would say, turning around to look at me.

His long hair sat in his face. It was messy and unbrushed. His lab coat was stained in all sorts of things.

"I guess I have seen him act.. a little different?" I'd respond, walking to my desk to grab a hair brush for Oliver.

As I grabbed the hairbrush out of my desk and turned around to noticed Oliver was right behind me. He was staring at me intensely.

"Uh- yes..?" I'd ask, backing up slightly.

"What are you covered in?" He'd ask, looking at me.

"Oh- I just spilled some.. uh-..." I'd stutter trying to think of something. "It was just some.. uhhh- ink! Yeah, I accidentally spilled ink on myself, so many of my pens exploded at once. Probably because of how hot it got during the blackout." I'd laugh, rubbing the back of my neck.

"How many pens..?" He'd ask, walking back to the table.

"The two packs I keep on my desk." I'd respond, following him.

I'd tap his shoulder and hand him the hairbrush. He took it and proceeded to thank me, starting to brush his hair.

"Hope you don't mind if I do some work here." He'd ask, turning around and looking at me.