Project Zero (Sanders Sides)

8.Diaries

Dear diary,

We've been here a solid week now and I'm worried. I know I probably sound like the emo nightmare right about now but everyone seems so secretive. Even De! And I know with a name like Deceit that's predictable but he never lies to me! He's been routinely getting his shots whilst I continue taking my pills. Patton's been locked up in his room due to his experiment being 'not ready for the human eye' according to Dr. Nerd. Virgil seems to be wearing even baggier hoodies so his pills must be having some affect. My pills don't really have any affects other than I keep getting an electric shock when I touch the others or water stinging me ever so slightly. It's strange but bearable. That's the tale for now but I shall update you later.

Prince out!
-Roman

Dear diary,

I'm changing. I don't know how but I am. My face is changing. Nothing huge just there. My tongue seems forked, my eyes are a much lighter brown than there original dark brown, specifically my left eye, not to mention my 'business' being more than one 'business' if you know what I'm saying. I'm not sure how to react. At all. Do I ask for an increased dose? Or do I take less? Whatever Imma deal.

Bye bitch.
-De

Dear diary,

My tentacles or whatever you want to call them have died down. I don't really leave my room other than food and daily checkups we all need to face. According to Dr. Sanders I'll be getting more so I'll have to go back up to the experimentation room again. I'll admit I'm scared. I don't want more but the way Sanders, the way he....I can't even get into it without crying and the pages are already stained enough so I'll leave it here. Hopefully the more tentacles I get, the less it'll hurt. Right?

Bye.
-Remus

Dear diary,

Something is fucked up! Logan and I know your seeing this. What the hell are you doing to me?! I have stumps! Stumps! How the motherfuckering hell did you put the bases for WINGS in my back! Do you have any idea what your doing?! Talk to me as soon as you read this.

You know who.

Logan's (pov)

I smirk looking through everyone's diaries. Virgil seems to have figured out something's wrong and Roman seems to be close behind. But I can't dwell on them now. I metaphorically have bigger fish to fry. Or literally smaller fish to fry.

I walk into Patton's room to see him in the hamster cage I placed him in. Currently, he was pacing up and down it, fully clothed thanks to my handy work and a smaller version of his glasses balancing on the tip of his nose. He seemed to be muttering incoherent nonsense to himself as he walked. "Patton." He jumped upon hearing my voice as he turned to look at me. He knew the drill so he walked over to the door in front of the cage holding his arms out to the side. I nodded towards him opening the cage as I sat on the desk chair in front of it.

I grabbed him from the cage as well as a ruler, a syringe and a microscope. I ran test after test after test. Checking his blood pressure, looking for different bacteria on his skin and running his hair under the microscope. He didn't say a single word. Though I could tell he wanted to speak as he kept opening and closing his mouth. "Patton you may talk if you wish." I stated calmly as I continued to measure him. "Oh ok then. Well I um c-could you? Or no w-well~" " Speak up Patton. Your hard enough to hear as is." He nodded looking down avoiding eye contact. "Why are doing these experiments? Is there a reason? Or is it just sadistic fun?" He practically spat the last sentence as if it were a curse. I tilted his chin up so he was forced to look at me. A watery gaze imprinted on his face . "Yes there is a reason, no I will not tell you what it is and no this isn't sadistic fun." I rolled the chair back and stood up writing my findings of his health and stature on my clipboard. He looked at me strangely as I grabbed his cage off the desk. "You may roam freely however." I walk over to him and kneel down to look him in the eye. "If you dare tell the others of what I've done or how truly painful it was when you shifted expect pain much worse than the chamber." He stared up at me as a single tear fell.

"Y-yes sir."