"Hey Jake" Emma said with a smile as she planted a kiss on my forehead. My eyes slowly opened and I saw Emma's beautiful eyes. I smiled and she smiled back. I'm back at my parents house. Did my parents let my peculiar friends stay and live with us? My question was answered when the rest of my peculiar friends walked into my bedroom. Including Matt and Shea.

They stood behind Emma and smiled at me. Everyone was in my room, including Enoch and Fiona. Fiona had Hugh's arm around her waist and she was leaning into Hugh's shoulder. I couldn't help but smile at them. I have never seen Hugh this happy in his entire life.

"Jake. Love, its time to get up, we are going outside to explore your town. You gotta show us around your hometown" Emma said softly. The others were also urging me to get up. I wanted to but I felt tired.

My eyes started to close and I feel Emma touch my shoulder.

"Wake up Jake"

"Come on Jake wake up"

"Jacob. Wake up!" My eyes flashed open and I quickly looked around. 'It was only a dream.' I felt sad and depressed when I realized this. I am still stuck in this hellhole.

I noticed something that freaked me out. I couldn't see through my left eye. Having your vision cut in half was a scary thought and sensation. A piece of cloth was wrapped around my face and the only part of my face that was not covered was the right side of my face. I wanted to take the piece of fabric off but I then realized I couldn't move my arms. I looked down and I realized I was wearing a straitjacket. I tried to move my arms but it was pointless.

I then looked around the room and it was pitch black. It was hard to observe my surroundings because of how dark it was and I could only see through my right eye. I stood up and walked to the wall that was opposite of me. The walls had scratches all over the walls and had writing that a mad man would have written. The room didn't have a single source of light, I didn't even know if it had a door.

That's when a door behind me opened. The light that entered the room was blinding and I had to close my eyes.

"Hold him" I heard someone say. I then felt two guards hold me down and then felt a needle go into my neck and a liquid enter my neck. I let out a blood curdling scream and immediately felt sick. They took out the needle and let go of me. I was on my knees as I watched them walk out of the room and exit. They came back about five seconds later and one of the guards had a plate with a sandwich on it. My stomach growled violently when I looked at the sandwich. He placed it on the ground and began to walk out of the room.

"Hey! How the hell am I supposed to eat this? I have a fucking straitjacket on and I cant move my arms" I yelled with anger.

The guard looked at me and said "well figure it out kid" with a snicker before slamming the door shut.

'That piece of shit.' Because of how dark it was I lost where the plate was. I put my head on the ground and began to slither like a snake toward the spot I thought the plate was located. I found it but my head hit the plate and the sandwich fell on the dirty floor. 'shit.' I took a bit of the food and felt like I was gonna puke. 'What the hell am I eating?' But it does not matter. It was either eating this or starving to death and not seeing my friends. 'I had to put up with this for only a week and then I am out of solitary confinement'

But what about the medicine? The superior said he was going to double the dose I normally receive and Dr. Jones did say the side effects were unfortunate and patients were known to go insane after taking it multiple times. Am I going to go insane?

I reluctantly ate the rest of the sandwich despite how awful it tasted and then I felt thirsty. I then look to the toilet and despite how disgusting the water looked, I drank from the toilet. After about a couple hours (I assumed was hours) that is when it began to occur.

I would become filled with fear like I had never felt before in my life. I felt like something evil and sadistic was present with me in the room. Even though the darkness of the room and seeing through my right eye was making it difficult to navigate through the room, I felt it. What I felt was in the room with me was frightening beyond words. I struggled to breathe because of how frightened I was.

'Hollows? No I can control them. Wights? Giant spiders? Those things that tore apart those hollows?' "What the fuck is in here!?" I shouted.

The room was dead silent. The only thing I would hear was my heart pounding, my heavy breathing, and me screaming to let me out unit my voice was raspy and weak. I walked over to a corner and started kicking the wall violently.

"There is nothing here"I repeated to myself as I slid down the corner of the room, eventually sitting down and putting my head between my legs.

I would constantly try to think of happy things such as Emma but the fear was overwhelming. I began to scream again.

'Snakes. Tarantulas. Zombies' "Wait? Bullshit! That's impossible!" I said to myself. "Were not in an apocalypse." Yet this torture room made me believe it.

'This isn't real, its just my mind playing tricks on me unless...oh yes! Yes yes yes yes! It's the medicine! Hahahahahaha! It is because of the medicine. I'm not crazy, or am I?' It was true, I was beginning to lose it.

This continued on and the terrors were getting worse as they inject me with more medicine everyday. The days felt like weeks because I rarely slept. There was this constant sound that I would hear whenever I would try to sleep. The longer I kept my eyes shut, the louder it would get. The constant noise was the sound you would hear if something loud happened and your ears would ring. After hearing this over and over and over, my head felt like it was going to explode.

My sense of time was off too. There was no clock, no schedule, they made sure of this. There was no daily routine or time they would give me food, it was completely random. I believe the wights did this to throw my sense of time off and it was working.

Given my circumstances I thought the pain couldn't get worse, but I was wrong.

A smell entered the room that I could only describe as fresh roadkill. The smell was overwhelming to the point where I felt like throwing up. That's when I noticed the smell was coming from across the room of me in a corner. There was something standing there in a corner. Because of the darkness and my temporarily (at least I think so) awful vision, I was able to determine the figure was of a 16 year old girl. This freaked me out beyond belief.

'Nothings there nothing's there nothing's there. I'm just hallucinating that's all. It will go away.'

But it didn't. It stood there for what felt like hours, just looking at me, observing me like a predator would before killing its prey.

Then I began to walk towards, hands at its sides like it wasn't even afraid of me, but I was afraid of it.

"Stay back!" I screamed. But the figure didn't listen to me and continued to walk forward.

'It's not real it's not real it's not real.' Saying this over and over in my head didn't help eliminate the fear inside me.

Then the figure lit up like it was glowing, I could distinguish its full appearance and I gasped.

"E-Emma?" I said weakly with disbelief and tears streaking down my cheeks.

The figure that stood before me resembled Emma, but it wasn't Emma. "Her" skin was extremely pale, pure white even. The feature that scared me the most were her eyes, or what was left of them, they were completely gone with blood rushing down her cheeks. I couldn't hold it in anymore and began to throw up and bawl my eyes out.

Then it began to speak and every word that came out of it's mouth was bone chilling.

"Why weren't you there Jake? We needed you and you weren't there!" "Emma" said to me while slamming her hand against the wall multiple times. I was startled by this and flinched every time "she" did this.

'My...my dear dear Emma. What happened to you while I was in here?!'

"Why did you leave me? We could have had a life back in Peculiardom! You left me to go back to your awful parents and now look at where they sent you!If you were there for me maybe this wouldn't have happened! I mean look at me!" "she" screamed while grabbing my shoulders and shaking me violently.

But after about five seconds she suddenly stopped and disappeared as if "she" was never here. I was confused by this, but then I heard another voice in my head. But this voice was different, it was calm, sweet and soothing.

"Hello? Jacob? Can you hear me?"

Despite how friendly the voice was, I was hostile towards it.

"Get out of my head!" I yelled while kicking the wall. 'It is just another hallucination calm down.'

"No I am not a hallucination. I am real. In fact, I am the reason why that...thing is temporarily gone"

"You can see my dreams?" I asked with a shocked but amused tone.

"Yes. My peculiarity is to see other people's dreams, nightmares, I can even control them however I can only do it temporarily thanks to the medicine so I can only do this for so long. I am sorry Jacob" she said.

"It's fine. I just need at least one break from these terrors" I said while laughing. "By the way, whats your name?"

It took her a couple seconds before replying. "Kayla...my name is Kayla Ravi." I smiled at the sound of her name and we continued to talk about the situation I am currently in.

"Well Jacob think about this, you have only two more days until the guards take you out of that cell"

"How do you know this?" I asked, still surprised at how she knows all of this stuff.

"I will explain everything when you get out. I got to go but I promise you that I will try to return and talk to you whenever I can" she said reassuringly.

"Thank you and goodbye Kayla." "Goodbye Jacob."

Right after she said that I felt her voice leave my head, and felt the overwhelming fear return.