8 | i wanna feel alive | 8

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Get a load of this monster. he doesn't know how to communicate, his mind is in a different place. will everybody please give him a little bit of space?

 will everybody please give him a little bit of space?

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꧁ ༺𓆩♱𓆪༻ ꧂




THIS ISNT RIGHT. i held my head down as i left wu's office, it wasn't fair at all. how could he do this to his patients.. how could he use my sister against me. as a way to force me to work under his twisted self?

the guards approached me, they didn't say anything almost like they sensed how troubled i was feeling, they coughed awkwardly and began leading me towards.. morro.

a thousand thoughts went through my head the further we walked, the harsh asylum lights sent waves of aches through my brain, the wall's.. since when did they seem so sickening? each door we passed through felt like the opening up an jail cell into another, an never ending loop. i felt sick to my stomach and terrified. i didn't want to die here, i didn't want the patients to stay here. but what can i do? it's not in my hands. we kept walking until we came face to face with an new section of the asylum, one i've never seen before. the wall's were dark gray, the ceiling lights were dim, the floor was dirty, it smelt rotten. like an place someone kept dirty animals. they led me infront of a room that had big red letters on it, CELL AB, danger level; critical.
i took in a deep breath and bounced on my heels. i'm terrified. i'm practically shaking. i rested my hand on the handle and looked back at the guards, chop.. jumped and coughed before speaking, "don't be scared, w-we'll be outside, a-and there's like five cameras in there- ah- i think around five more guards will come very soon, if you feel scared just press the red button under ur clipboard—" before chop could finish, their friend, kapau? stopped them and rested their hand on my shoulder. "don't die."

"right.." i rolled my eyes and pulled out of their touch, i opened the door and walked inside. i turned around immediately and stared at the door.. please please please don't let me die in here. i closed the door and let out an heavy sigh, my hands started shaking and i could feel my heart beat in my ears. i slowly turned around, i felt like i was choking on my own breath.

an boy, he seemed to look almost transparent, his skin was a light green shade. his hair was black and fell before his face, there was an green streak in his hair. his eyebrows were pointy, rough, his nose was small and button like, his face was pretty skinny, he had some defined features, his eyes were jet black, he's beautiful. he was strapped in an strip jacket. his knees to his chest as he sat on the floor, he was shaking. he slowly closed his eyes and pushed himself against the corner of the room. mumbling words i couldn't here.

i sallowed harshly, this looked like something out of a horror movie. "i'm y/n, l/n." i began playing with my fingers to reduce my anxiety. "i'll be your new doctor."

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