Everything was turning white. He was going unconscious again. This would be the second time in 24 hours.

It was not a wise idea to go against the wishes of the medical experts. Or better yet the scientists who used him as a lab animal. He always found himself fighting. It was not easy.

Then again nothing was easy anymore. The simplicities of life have long been removed.

It became hard to think now, the blackness took over his whole body, leaving him numb.

Xx~

- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead at 19:34 [TG]-

TT: I am terrified. We are going to lose him. I cannot have that happen. TT: If he dies...

TT: We may not have a chance to win anything.

- tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 19:45 -

- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 20:50 -

GG: dave?!

GG: oh no! not you too!

GG: well whenever you get the time just pester me!

GG: god just dont be dead please

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Xx~

The room was coming back into view. There was way too much light in the small room. It was bothering the eyes of the young man, who was now coming back into consciousness. There was barely any sun to shine. It was a miracle to have all this bright light. It was beautiful, but not beautiful enough for this young man. His memory slowly came back from a few hours ago. It always turned into a headache. It was too much to analyze sometimes. The brief moments when he was at peace never lasted.

It was way too long ago, a time where he was actually happy, the day of his his thirteenth birthday.

Which then turned into a tragic event, everything down spiraled.

Could it have ended happily?

Without any psychological damage?

With his friends sane and not out there doing outrageous and asinine things?

Could he have been normal and not what he is now? The freak show who gets studied 24/7. There was another girl though. One like him. The same problem, under study too.

It was a misery to be confined in a small room with only one window. Then again it wasn't like outside was any better then inside.

Everything had been ruined.

Every single last amazing thing...

...had been destroyed.

The earth as he knew was just another faded memory. He knew nothing anymore. They had to told him it was an hallucination. That everything was going to be okay...

...but it would never be okay.

Nothing would ever, ever be fine. It was a terrible thought just to think that something would ever be fine.

"John, are you better now?" It was her again. She just didn't know when to stop. She always wanted to know what was going on in his head. Even if she was one of his closest best friends it still annoyed him to an extent.

Right now though, Rose Lalonde was his enemy. A person he really wanted to hate. He seemed just like another insignificant lab rat to her, but it was not even that. He defiantly knew Rose cared for him.

It still hurt, though. It hurt knowing that he was some type of monster and that she was studying his feelings.

It hurt way more then it should.

There just wasn't any other way to do this.