eight - liar, liar

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daniel walks in his room after a couple minutes of staring at noah's door. mia sits on the metal chair in the corner. "daniel, i love that you're progressing slowly. but, if we don't progress faster, then you won't see me any more. my time is running out." daniel fell back in his bed. his blue eyes scanned the ceiling.

daniel ignored the girl. could daniel really trust anyone here? it's not like daniel was in there for being mentally unstable. he stopped and bit his bottom lip, oh wait. he was. he slowly stood up. suddenly everything came to mind. he's not free. he's practically locked up. he was perfectly fine. the room started to blur, and his breathing became heavy.

"daniel." mia's voice broke in, stern and clear. "we don't have time. we need to get you out of here before you become mentally insane." daniel stands up, his blue eyes dark. "i already am. that's why i am here." he grabs his shower supplies, whips the door open and slams it on his way out. mia stares at the clock. the time reads 8:27 pm. she adds up the numbers, and sighs. she only has 17 more days here. and it's not enough time to get him out.

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HI IM CONTINUING IT !!

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