Ethan woke up.
He woke up with bright lights all around him.
Ethan's arms were tied to the side of a cold chair, the same with his legs.
A deep groan escaped his lips before he heard murmuring.
Octavia was the first thing to go through Ethan's head.
So that was the first name that escaped his lips.
Men in white lab coats crowded him, looking at each other with smiles.
"It was a success." One said, smiling.
"What?" Ethan growls. "Where's Octavia? What the fuck did you do to her?" He asks, feeling his eyes water. "Please let me see her." He begs.
Another man looks down in sympathy. The first man raises an eyebrow.
"You don't remember, Mr.Dolan? This was a simulation."
*Stick around, next chapter will be an explanation*
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Madhouse | Ethan Dolan
FanfictionA house in the middle of nowhere. One girl. One boy. A psychotic man. What kind of a story is that?
