The next day, to my surprise Colby was serious about the jewellery factory. At first I was happy and excited to spend time with him at a place that started his whole youtube career and such but after the abandoned mall incident i've been getting heart-stopping nightmares.
Colby became seriously worried after one of my nightmares woke him, he said i was screaming which i have no memory of however he insisted I went to a doctor. I didn't think there was much to my nightmares but the doctor ran some tests and made me answer a questionnaire about my nightmares, it was revealed that i had a severe case of PTSD. The doctor has said Post-Traumatic-Sensory-Disorder Meant 'the failure to recover after experiencing or witnessing a terrifying event'.
Which explains everything.
However the doctor did tell me that it wasn't just the experience at the mall, it carried from my childhood. I never thought my childhood was that bad, i always thought to myself that people had been through worse than me.
The doctor advised me to continue with medication and treatment if I so desired, but I declined both. I prefered not to get therapy or begin medication since I didn't want to depend on drugs to make me like myself or to feel better. I've always had to do things on my own, so it seemed strange to start doing things without my usual assistance
Being diagnosed was a relief but scary.
-After my diagnosis, Colby firmly stated that we didn't have to go but I insisted that we did. I wanted to explore the place that started everything, it was interesting that one place and one video could start a whole career.
It was a 15 minute drive from his parents' house which helped as I knew we weren't far from home. The whole drive Colby talked about his experiences at the factory which I loved to hear about.
Once we reached a back road, we parked and walked the rest of the way, we had to be quiet as we went through private properties however once we met the bushed area we were loud as ever.
As the factory came into view Colby was beaming, this place held a lot of value to him and Sam. I was glad to see how happy he was to be back.
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The factory was extremely run down, long vines crawled up the sides of it, glass surrounded the building from where people had threw rocks at the windows, the building looked ready to fall at any second and graffiti filled the walls.
Colby walked through the field with a wide smile painted upon his face. Colby began taking photos of the place, he instantly sent them to Sam. Sam replied back within the same minute, i loved how close they were.
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Colby took my hand and guided me through the factory as the sun went down. Graffiti that he had done when he was a teenager still littered the walls and some items of theirs were still there. An old ouija board and some of their oldest merch, like their face masks.
Colby checked his watch, it was late and the sun had went down hours ago. We had ventured around the whole factory and I didn't think there was much else we could do until, Colby took his bag off his back and unzipped it. He pulled out Vodka, a speaker and a pack of firewood.
Colby looked at me mischievously and I giggled lightly.
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Colby lit a fire and found two (almost broken) chairs for us to sit on. Colby pulled a cigarette out of the pack and lit it. Colby and I promised to each other to quit smoking but we do occasionally have one, we keep each other in check and thats what matters.
Colby placed the cigarette to his lips. He inhaled the fiery, addicting smoke and his head fell back in delight. The music added a different type of buzz.
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