His Twisted Mind

Two Packs.

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Four- Enigma

The only reason my digestional track didn't explode the second I consumed soup the first night I was here was because of the healing agent the doctor had given me. Without it surely eating or drinking would have killed me, because according to Kyson I was severely starved.  Plus the soup had- what I later found out- the most amount of substantial calories a starved being could eat which was (apparently) amazing. Eating as a whole just confuses me; I don't even know what a calorie is.

This last week I've learned a lot of things about the new world I've created. A majority of those things being what I remember learning about and doing when my parents were alive. Like eating with silverware, using the toilet, changing clothes, and much more. However I still struggle with grasping things like walking. When Kyson isn't around I just crawl everywhere -which gave the pack member known as Caleb quite a fright when he saw me the first time by myself. Also, I couldn't bathe or shower. I hate the water (more like I hate what it does) and ultimately refuse to get in. Kyson solved this issue by simply keeping watch so I wouldn't drown. (Out of all the beings my imagination has created- I by far thought Kyson to be the most real and trustworthy.)

There was so many things in this world that I've yet to push my mind to learn. The new voice in the back of my head also provided wisdom for all the things I discovered, teaching me the names of objects and how they were used. The voice may come from inside myself but it definitely can't be a part of me, because the things it's taught me are not things I've seen in my life prior to the Night Drinkers.

At the moment, I sit in a chair pulled close to a table where all the pack members are seated. They told me that eating together as a pack is important to strengthen our bond. Though I still don't understand, I don't question it. No explanation came from the back of my head either, so I simply observed their interactions amongst each other.

Having refused to sit by anyone else besides Kyson -because everyone else gave me odd looks and made me feel uncomfortable- I was seated at the edge of the table with Kyson to my right. I worked hard to keep my still weak arms from shaking as I lifted spoonful after spoonful of the chicken broth I had been given to my mouth. I swallowed eagerly, ignoring the slight burn of the gazes pointed at me. Day by day my appetite has been returning to me and soon I was expected to be able to eat more solid food. I smile at the thought of being able to eat the same food as Kyson, but a sudden movement made me drop my spoon to the floor. Without thinking, fear once again consuming me, I quickly fell off the seat of the chair to pick up the fallen silverware. This is what they've been waiting for- me to mess up! They'll disappear and I'll be back in my cell, alone. No! No! I don't want to go back there!

"Enigma! It's okay, don't cry. We can get you a new spoon to use," Kyson assures me soothingly, as he gets up from his chair and bends down slowly to pick me up and place me back in my seat. I was shaking so hard that it was difficult to sit up, let alone balance. Noticing this, Kyson just pulls me off my seat again and lifts me into his lap.

"God Kyson, all you do is baby that kid-" Bay groans but Caleb cuts her off.

"Shut it Bay. Eni has never done anything to you so lay off."

"Stop, both of you, please just eat," Accalia adds in a kinder tone. I glance to see her gripping Ivaylo's already tense arm, like she's holding him back. I turn my head back to Kyson trying to ignore my discomfort. I wasn't hit for messing up. Everything in this world is so backwards.