Δ GLITCH IΠ RΣΔLITΨ

HΣRΣ ШΣ CΩMΣ MILΩ

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"... I'm Donald Turner and welcome to The Protective Humane Society." The man in a suit with a fake smile told me. I didn't say anything but instead, look him up and down.

"Okay?",It came out more like a question., "Why am I here? How did I get here?", everyone in the room looked at each other. They to,

"I know you must have a lot of questions.", He tried his best at a genuine smile. Suddenly things are rushing to my mind. My body is on a metal table. The slick and smooth table brought a amount of... what I can assume is coldness.

Why the hell does this feel this way?

I started to shift uncomfortably. Donald recognized my movements and why. ,"Hey, hey, hey.", he shushed calmly. , "The feeling that you're feeling is completely normal. The metal underneath your body is suggest that it's temperature is below yours making you feel chilled or... um, cold."

Chilled? Cold? I understand them. Although I can't remember when I ever felt them.

I replied with a slow and unsure nod.

Whatever happens Amelia. Play dumb.

"Ms. Wood.", he stated coldly, "Could you, oh, so kindly release Miss Amelia, here?" A woman nurse nodded quickly and unbuckled the padded cuffs. I sat up slowly and faced the man. "So Amelia-"

"Milo" I rubbed my wrists, " Sorry... uh Milo. What do you remember?"

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TWO HOURS AGO

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I've been looking for Milo for a good thirty minutes now. Making my ways through the halls quietly trying not to get caught for skipping class. As I was going to turn the corner and run up the stairs, I hear screaming.

"SOMEBODY HELP!"

I bolt towards the bathroom that was for girls. There Milo laid with her head on the other girls lap. "HELP! GET A TEACHER!" Without thought I gave her a quick nod and rushed to the nearest classroom.

"Mrs. Bells! There's a girl in the bathroom that passed out!" Mrs. Bells speed walks out of the classroom and runs into the bathroom. Some students racing towards the door to see. While I go with Mrs. Bells.

We enter the bathroom and the teacher rushes to her side. The other girl crying a bit. As if on cue other teachers come in and a male teacher picks her up and walks out with no emotion. He places her on a gurney that was there.

What in the-? When did all these teachers come out? And how did they get a gurney? Hell! How did they get it here so fast?

A couple of teachers start to wheel her to the schools infirmary. Unknowingly I start to follow them. Mrs. Bells sees and steps in front of me. "Where do you think your going Mister Nickleton?" She crosses her arms, "Well, actually Mrs. Bells my class is that way.", I point in the direction of Milo. She looks at me hesitant and then lets me walk pass.