Test subject #12

The people in the woods

Hello! So this is your ⚠️trigger warning⚠️ this chapter deals with schizophrenia and hallucinations.

In this chapter we are meeting a new person along with getting to explore the POV of Oliver as well as Jack's.

If you get scared very easily this story is not for you. It is not a horror story but there are some scary parts about it.

Love you all! Hope you enjoy.

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"He's awake." Oliver says nodding his head towards the doorway.

"What? Now? Is he talking?" I say still not letting this dress fall out of my chest.

"No, I just heard footsteps from the other side of the house where his bedroom is." He says excitedly. A quiet down and listen for what he heard and sure enough I hear the sound of footsteps move things around the house slowly.

"Turn around." I say making a swirly motion with my finger.

"What, why?" He says confused glancing behind him to make sure that the other person is nowhere in sight. He closes the door behind him quietly.

"Because I'm changing dumb ass!" I say in a whisper yell his eyes were wide as he realizes what I said and then turns around covering his eyes with his hand. "Yeah alright hurry up." He says.

I pull on my pants first and then I start to pull on my T-shirt and I see him turn his head just slightly to see my bra and then I put my shirt down quickly.

"Ass" I say quietly tucking my shirt into my jeans. "Are you done?" He says turning around before I can answer.

I still haven't been able to find shoes, but at least now I'm in warm clothes. "Yeah I'm done let's go meet this guy." I walk towards the doorway but he stops me.

"Wait, we have no idea who this guy is. What if he is some killer dude that's first instinct is to stab people in the chest." He says obnoxiously. I roll my eyes and then push through his hand swinging the door open and walking out. I walk confidently and hear Oliver's light pattering feed the following closely behind me.

I stop and crouch down quickly when I see another boy walking on the other side of the hall towards us. But he doesn't seem to see us, not yet anyway.

"See, I told you I saw someone!" Oliver whispers behind me. "No, you said you heard someone, and I never said I didn't believe you." I say elbowing him in the chest from behind me telling him to shut up before he hears us.

"What's his name?" I ask Oliver from behind me. He says he's read all of our files that's how he knew my name so he should know this new guys name right and what's in his file.

"Ethan Suthouse, 18 years old, with something called anti-personality disorder." He says as if reciting it's from his memory perfectly. "What's that?" I asked confused turning back to him. "You think I know?" He says shrugging. I groan at his comment of course, he has all the facts but has no idea what the facts mean just like me.

I stand up so that anyone that was looking for us could easily see us. I feel Oliver tug on my leg. "What are you doing?" He says trying to pull me back down. ignore ignore him and swat his hand away lightly.

"Ethan? Ethan Suthouse?" I shout to the boy, his head spins around and he locks eyes with me. He has bright brown eyes and dirty blonde hair messy and matted. He is wearing a white button down T-shirt and black jeans. He has his hands in his pockets as if everything is calm.

He smiles when he sees me, how odd.

"Who?" He responds back not walking towards us but staying in the same spot. I hear all of her clumsily push himself up with the railing tripping a little and then gaining his balance.