Lions and Llamas Are Meant to Be

Chapter 13 The Voice Dan's POV

Dearest Dan, hello. I have been watching you for a while now. Watching your every move. You are surprising, Danny. Very interesting. I know your thoughts. Every single one. I find them peculiar, especially your thoughts about Phillie here. It's odd how much you... Oh, nevermind. You already know. Sweet dreams, Danny boy.
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I wake up in a cold sweat. This voice has been talking to me for the past week now, and it's starting to weird me out. Each time it comes it starts to talk about my thoughts, then breaks off. I do not know what it's purpose is, or what it is, but I'm cool with it as long as it doesn't get aggressive. It's harmless, after all. It's just a voice...
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Phil's POV
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I'm sitting in the kitchen when Dan appears.
"Hello," I say.
Dan cocks his head as if listening to something. He says is a cautious voice as if reading from a script, "Hello.... Phillie."
He has never called me "Phillie" before, but hey. I'm alright with it if that is what makes him happy. Dan starts to move about the kitchen, getting out various things. But, these things are odd combinations. He gets out cheese, then an apple, then some wine. He puts the wine and cheese in a saucepan when I interject.
"Dan," I say, "what in the world are you making?"
"Breakfast." Comes the reply.
I don't question him further, I just watch what he does. He then starts to cut the apple. All is well, until he brings the knife to his wrist, and slices.
"DAN! What the HELL are you doing?!"
"Cutting the apple," he says.
I rush to his side with gauze to bandage his wound. He starts to fight me, but soon succumbs to my help. After he is all bandaged up, I ask him what he was thinking cutting his wrist like that.
"I...I don't know." He says, "Something in my head told me too do it. I can't explain it."
He slowly lifts his head to look into my eyes, and I feel as if he is staring into my soul. I see sadness and despair in his eyes, and I am saddened myself. It is as if I am staring straight into depression itself.