"Hallucinations.."(4)

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Noah's POV-

I wonder the halls. 

Where am I??

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH" I yell dramatically. Maybe someone will eventually find me and tell me which part of the house I'm in. 

I've been trying to find Michael's office for a few days now. I think.

Some random kid came up to me earlier today and asked if I was lost, but I think he was just an illusion, so I ignored him. 

He looked kind of real, though.

Nahhh. What would a alive-ish looking kid be doing here. I was definitely hallucinating.  

Suddenly I see a tall bunny walking around in the distance. 

"Oh, your definitely a hallucination." I say to myself. 

She stops and looks at me, "What?"

"Oh no. That means I'm seeing furries now.." I sit down on the floor and begin crying. 

"I'm not a furry," The furry says, slowly walking towards me. 

"Oh no. Are you a real rabbit? I don't like rabbit's very much. You've got like.. red demon eyes." I say through my sobs. 

"No. No. I'm just as lost as you actually. Do you know the way out of here?" The furry/not furry asks, sitting next to me.

"You are the most receptive hallucination I've ever talked to.. Why would you ask if I know the way out if I'm lost?" 

"I don't know," the furry sighs, "Where are you headed?"

"I'm looking for Michael.. Do you know a Michael, furry?" I ask, no longer crying. 

"I'm not a-.. Ugh. Maybe. I don't know where this Michael would be, though." She places a hand on my shoulder, "can I follow you? Help you look?"

"I've never had a hallucination touch me before," I say. 

She takes a deep breath and takes her hand off my shoulder, shaking it like it's infected. "Perhaps you could follow me? I'll help you look."

"You sound like a murderer. I don't think I've ever hallucinated someone killing me." 

"I'm not a killer."

"Sounds kinda like something a killer would say," I accuse. 

The furry shakes her head, "I'm just trying to help you."

"When I get up to follow you, are you going to disappear like the other ones?" I ask. 

"No?" The furry stands up. 

"That's weird." I stand up as well. 

I never thought I would follow an illusion of a furry through my house. 


Evan's POV-

I enter the house, closing the door behind me. 

"William still in hell?" Michael asks. 

"Yes," I reply. 

"Good." Michael sighs, "remember when he existed on Earth? That was so disgusting." 

"I remember. Where's Gregory?" I ask.

Michael pauses to think for a few seconds, "I'm pretty sure he's with Elizabeth."

"Hmm," 

"He'll be fine. She won't do anything." Michael reassures. 

"Right," I nod slowly. 

"Seriously. You don't always need to be with him, he's fine." Michael says. 

"He's alive. In this house, there is reason to be at least a little concerned. None of us really knows what is going on here." 

"Eh. I embraced death." Michael shrugs. 

"Lucky you." I say sarcastically. "Not all of us had that option." 

"Okay, okay.. I get it. How are the kids?" Michael asks, changing the subject. 

"Cassidy seemed a bit too calm today. Susie and Fritz were hyper." 

"Seems normal. Actually, how calm was Cassidy?" 

"Calmer than usual? I don't know, It's Cassidy." I shrug. 

"Eh. I don't like children." Michael shakes his head, seemingly going through every reason he doesn't like kids in his head. 

"I'm not going to pretend to care. I'm going to go find Gregory." I begin to walk away. 

"Let loose on him a bit," Michael calls after me. "He really doesn't need as much protection as you think. It's mostly safe here now."



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