I opened the first folder, closest to my hands, reading the name and patient location, it having someone we all knew in this room.
"Simple. That's a fucking ghost playing tricks on us I do not care anymore-"
Sam laughs, walking over and reading the next one along closest to it.
"Vy Emerald. 2022, Last Seen. Location Three: 428 Test 8."
"..."
"What. The fuck. 2022 I escaped.." I said, staring at the paper. Him closing the file.
I quickly took out another file, opening it.
"Everit ---. 2020, Last Seen. Location Free: 482 Test 4."
I took out a random other, finding a third person.
"Clement ---. 2021 Last Seen. Location Three: 483 Test 57."
"Oh fuck-" I look at the rest of the files, there being one more, and then Three of which I assumed were us.
"Griffin ----. 2023 Last Seen. Status: Active." It said, being yet another person I knew, it had a different description though. And 2023, which meant he was still being recorded.
"What the fuck." I say simply, staring blankly at the pages infront of me. On the table.
"What, are these not random people to you?" Sam had asked quietly.
"No.."
.....................
I looked around simply, checking if their were anymore boxes labelled Patient Locations.
"Nope, there aren't anymore. This is the only one. The only drawer. The rest are in the other sections."
"To confirm, those other three files may be you and Colby, but not me cause my name's Vy.-" I chuckle slightly.
"Jake..?" I ask quietly to myself almost, opening one of the three remaining black files, to see Sam's full name, including the date 2015. With a status saying - - -. Same going for Colby's.
Till there was one left. One unknown.
"Who's opening it?" Sam asked.
"Well- not me I just opened those two"
"Colby?.." He asked.
"Fine, sure." He says casually, opening the file, smacking it closed before even scan reading it.
"Colby- it's jake isn't it?" I say, holding my head in an annoyed glance.
"What the fuck's he gotta do with this." I protest slightly.
"Christ sake this is fucked."
I simply attempted to scan read the file without getting distracted, seeing that it said Unactive. Thankfully, which meant they weren't associated with Jake anymore.
"Ohh shit. Welp."
I moved over to where Sam had looked through, taking out the box drawer that he had pulled out slightly from curiosity. Setting it on the table. Before taking the cover off.
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