Mad Love
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Thread Topic: Mad Love
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Cameron watched this, utterly confused as to what just happened. The voices were silent. His own thoughts were non-exisistant, also. His fingers continued to tap at his sides in anxiety, along with his foot tapping. His pupils were constricted as he bit his lip and blinked awkwardly. He didn't like this place. It gave him the chills.
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After they'd forced him into a jacket, the man shoved him aside; none of the patients were treated gently, anyway. Garrison growled. He was supposed to be able to leave now, wasn't he? His arms were completely restricted by the jacket, but he stood up, grumbling to the ground while he walked back to a chair.
"Garrison, you have to get out. Remember your mother? And your father? They're the ones who put you here. Don't you want to get out so you can get revenge?" A little girl skipping along the floor said. -
Cameron switched his gaze to his feet as the voices scolded him for associating himself with the "wrong type." Cameron just took all these insults in, he doubted they would go on insulting him for long. After a while of insulting him they'd just lecture him. Cameron sighed as he was cussed out and discriminated by the voices talking to him. It felt like they were surrounding him, suffocating him.
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Garrison quietly listened to the girl, while he sat and stared at her. He never understood what was so wrong about him seeing the shadows until they started talking about killing people. But even then, he trusted them. They never left him. They never took his to doctors at strange places and never visit him, like his parents had done.
"I will get out. I'll get them, and then... Then I won't have to worry about being stuck in here anymore."
"The man. He wants out too." Garrison looked back over at the new man, kicking his feet boredly. He wanted to eat something, but it wouldn't be possible with his arms like this. -
Cameron's breathing and heart began to speed up. They were doing it again. They were taking anxiety and pushing it over the edge. His foot began to tap and his palms began to sweat. "I'm fine.." He muttered, along with many other non-distinguishinble words as he began to shiveer and twitch, blink abnormally. His pupils shrunk until they were practically non-existant.
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Garrison saw the man begin to panic. Swirling black shadows were rising up from th ground; the monsters, whispering in the man's ear.
He began to laugh. It was funny, to him at least.
((Btw it's not actually the shadows talking to Cameron.. It's just Garrison's imagination trying to come up with the reasons for things.)) -
Yeah)
Cameron looked around nervously. This place had some serious negative energy. Was it just all in his mind? Or was there a reason for his nerves to be on end. He took deep breaths, attempting to take control of his mind again. The voices only fought him, as the world seemed to swirl and disort around him. This, of coarse, was due to him being dizzy due to such focus. -
Garrison's laughs subsided after a moment, and he stood up. He jumped on top of the inage of the little girl. And just like whenever else he did this, she screamed, and there was red blood that splattered across the floor. He enjoyed he image, though it faded and he sighed.
"Free time over!" A doctor announced. Garrison knew what this meant; back to the padded room for him.
A nurse approached him, grabbing the back of his collar and forcing him to follow her down the hall. "You're sharing today. We've run out of those special rooms, but our new friend needs one too." -
Cameron gritted his teeth, quite aggravated about something. It could be the fact the voices wouldn't leave him alone, or just that he was on a mood swing. He didn't think about this too much, because he purely didn't care. His hands continued to sweat as he began to show signs of calming down.
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Out of the corner of his eye, Garrison saw two big guys grab the new patient and force him into another strait jacket before he had any time to resist. Garrison was shoved into his padded room, but it didn't hurt, of course. In another moment, the door was opening again to let the other guy in.
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Cameron, of coarse, didn't enjoy being shoved into a straight jacket. He began to kick the ground in fury. The voices laughed as he did this. Cameron told them to shut up, out loud, of coarse, and that only made them angry. "Not again..." He muttered.
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Garrison was already laying on his stomach on the floor, giggling his arse off at the boy. The way he kicked the ground was amusing. He'd never shared the room with anyone, but he was alright with it.
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Cameron just decided to sit in the corner of the room, his head low. Voices circled around him, taunting him. Some where depressed voices, like his mother's, screaming for help..Others were happy voices, happy that he had preformed such an action, others were mad at how disrespectful he was to them. They all talked at once, loudly.
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The room was entirely filled with the shadows. All sorts of people and creatures, but the vast amount of them were crowding to the man in the corner. They all seemed so interested in his presence, just like Garrison was. Garrison stood up with a tad bit of difficulty, smiling and spinning in a circle. "Do you want to get out?" He chimed.
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Cameron barely heard this, the voices clouding up his thought track. He looked up and smiled, "Yeah." Cameron was forced to ignore the loud, terrorizing voices.
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