White︱BenEarth AU

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"What is, schizophrenia?" Earth asked after a while of thinking. He had never heard such a word. It sounded scary since it was long, and had weird letters combined to one another.

Ben took out his phone and searched for it. He knew what schizophrenia was, of course, but he wanted to search for the most correct definition of it. "Schizophrenia is a long-term mental disorder of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation."

Earth gulped and leaned his head forward, a little towards Ben. "What?"

"Seeing and hearing things that aren't really there." Ben explained shortly. There was more to it than that, different levels and tones, but that was the overall look for a person that doesn't know anything about schizophrenia.

Earth looked like a deer in the headlights of a large truck, scared by its massiveness. Was something like that even possible? 

Being inside four walls all the time, Earth hadn't learned much, and didn't know about medical conditions nor what they did to a person. "But... I don't have that..." Earth said kind of unsure.

"Your papers say you do, and that's why I'm here to interview you!" Ben exclaimed, taking his notebook back. "What do you do on your free time here? Do you like, speak with see-through ghost people or something?"

"I don't talk to anyone."

"You're talking to me."

"That doesn't count. You don't belong here."

Earth laid down onto is bed and buried himself into his white blanket, pressing his cheek onto his white pillow. He was so confused by all of this, that he honestly needed to just lay down. He didn't want to talk anymore, not today.

Once he closed his eyes, the last thing he saw, was the color; white.