White pillow walls... Yup, once again in those rooms. Two weeks have soon past and two weeks without Phantom. They took him away after that shower time we had together. Then they dragged me into this room. I have been fed once a day and I have taken showers a couple of times.

You're maybe wondering how I know it been two weeks?

I'm counting how many time I have eaten. thirteen times now. Which mean, soon two weeks.

Smart, right?

However. Being alone isn't especially my favorite thing. I have no one to talk to, and when I try to talk to the guards, they just ignore me. Which is quite maddening. They only listen to me when I tell them I need to use the bathroom to do my business.

I'm sitting in this corner, waiting for my eyes to feel heavy so that I can go to sleep. I have no idea what time it is, so I just sleep when I feel for it.

My hands feel really cold and no matter how much I keep rubbing them, they stay cold. I have noticed that my arms and legs look more slender than they used to, but That could just be my imagination. I haven't been able to see myself since it seems like there are no mirrors around.

But if it 's true that I have been losing weight, I wouldn't be surprised. We do only get food once a day and I don't eat it all. I eat only a half of the portion that is given. Even if Phantom is not with me, I part the food in two portions, in case Phantom would come to eat with me. And even if he doesn't come, I don't eat the other part.

I don't feel that hungry anymore, not for food anyways.

I have no clue what's happening with me lately, and to be honest. I don't want to know.

There are more cameras then it used to be, and they all are pointing at me. If I move, they move. So that I feel watched isn't an exaggeration.

I turned around so I was facing the pillow-wall, leaning my forehead against it.

It wasn't like I hated cameras. But it's just that I do not know who is watching me through them. Probably Vlad. Wouldn't surprise me if he's just sitting somewhere with a huge Tv in front of him, stalking me. I shudder, rubbing my cold neck. This room wasn't exactly warm or anything, nor did I have a bed to sleep on. Not even a blanket to bring me some warmth.

I heard the door open. I had already eaten today, so I eagerly looked back to see if Phantom was back. But my expectation was quickly ripped away from me when another familiar person stepped inside.

"Good evening, Danny," Andrew said with a gentle smile while closing the door after him.

I glared at him as he went to stand beside the door, leaning against the wall. I turned sideways so that I could keep an eye on him.

I didn't waste any time on greeting him.

"Where's Phantom?"

Andrew's smile slightly disappeared. "He's busy."

"With?" I harshly asked and Andrew sighed.

"Can't tell you, strict orders from Vlad,"

"Mhm, right," I mumbled crossing my arms. Everything seemed to be controlled by Vlad. Of course.

"So... Why are you here then?" I added, still glaring at him.

"You're not a chatty person are you?"

Instead of answering, I growled and Andrew just shook his head.

I used to be a chatty person. But I'm trying to adapt to my new "quiet lifestyle". And by the way, I'm not happy with my new "growling habit" of mine. But I can't help it. It's not like I think before I do it. More like it happens on an instinct. Which is weird of course. Since I'm a human. Right?

Andrew sighed as he stood up. Rubbing dirt from his pants. It's not like this room's dirty. Actually, it's spot clean.

"Okay, since you're obviously isn't interesting in talking, I assume I should just do what I came for."

I glared at him while he headed for the door. I mentally cheered when he taped in the code beside the door.

Finally, he's leaving.

"I want you to meet a new friend of mine."

Or not.

"What are you talking about?" I asked and sat up straighter.

"You will find out soon." He answered as the door beeped and opened. Two guards pushed someone inside and I gasped.

It was the same boy I had seen before. The one who had been drugged and dragged out from one of the feeding rooms. This time his blond shoulder-length hair was tied up in a low bun, which made his cheeks look even more hollow.

The boy looked around. First, he looked at Andrew and winced. Like he's afraid of him, which is weird. Then his eyes landed on me. I still found his eyes creepy. Both his pupils and irises were yellow and the rest black. They did slightly glow like Phantom's did.

The boy suddenly whined as he slightly crouched down. He slowly took his eyes from me to look back at Andrew. Waiting.

"Do your thing, Kobi." Andrew said and nodded towards me.

Kobi looked at me again, but this time with some excitement in his eyes. He started to slowly creep towards me and that was all I needed to feel panic.

"Stay back!"

What I remembered last time I had seen this boy wasn't exactly soothing. Him slamming his fist down onto a table, easily splitting it in two. I didn't want my spine to end up like that table.

When the boy didn't slow down his pacing, I stood up. Ready to run if needed.

I now noticed that the boy was similarly dressed like me. A jumpsuit, but where mine was white, his were yellow. Matching his terrifying eyes perfectly.

"Andrew, please make him back off." I finally pleaded as Kobi was now just 4 feet from me, staring at me.

"Now you're talking to me, huh?" Andrew chuckled.

I backed away from Kobi but he just followed me until my back hit the wall once again. I felt like a cornered animal, waiting for the strike which would surely kill me.

Instead, Kobi simply put his arms around me, gently embracing me.

I still waited for him to snap my spine but nothing happened. Confusion pushed away my fear and I was left standing with a Blondin hugging me.

I jumped in surprise when he spoke and I felt his breath against my neck.

"Malnourished."

Eh?

"Depressed."

"Confused."

Kobi hugged me tighter.

"Stressed."

Kobi kept saying different words and I stared back at Andrew with wide eyes when I realized.

He's reading me. How? I do not know. What I do know is that everything is possible these days.

"Make him stop!" I yelled, trying to push Kobi away. I didn't like this at all. It's creepy and weird.

"Sorry, can't do that." Andrew casually said with a smile.

"Yes, you can!"

"Nope. I promised that he could feed from you if he told us about what he could feel from you."

Feed from me? Like Phantom do?!

"Sleep deprivation." Kobi continued.

"Can you stop?!" I yelled and tried once again to push him away.

Kobi just hummed.

"And there he goes. Don't worry Danny, it will only take a minute or two."

I felt my face go white.

"Is he... Feeding from me?" I asked. "Right now?"

The smile on Andrew's face was all the answer I needed.

I started to thrash around and when that didn't help me either, I decided to do something dark, something absolutely evil.

I kneed him.

Between his legs.

And guess what, it helped. Kobi instantly released me and went down onto his knees. I guess no matter how strong you are, your balls will always be a weak spot. I would have laughed, but the look on Kobi's face made me not to. He looked furious. Extremely angry. I ran to the opposite wall. My eyes never leaving the angry yellow glowing eyes.

"Fear," Kobi muttered. Still on his knees, hands on the floor like some feral animal.

"Easy Kobi," Andrew warned. "Danny boy didn't mean to hurt you. Right, Danny?"

I just stared at them, keeping my mouth shut.

Yes. I did hurt him on purpose. Or else he would have hurt me. Or, well, I don't know that. But they said so themselves. Feeding could be dangerous if you weren't capable of controlling yourself.

"Don't worry Danny. He just feeds from emotions and he's pretty good at it." Andrew stepped forwards and gripped Kobis arms to make him stand up.

"Another poor bastard Vlad used?" I asked, my voice dipped in venom.

"Jeez, Danny. Always jumping to conclusions, don't you?"

I crossed my arms. But more like hugging myself.

"You're almost right though. Except for this one here," He said, waving at Kobi. "He came to Vlad willingly."

I didn't believe him. There's no chance someone would do that.

But then I looked at Kobi, who seemed kinda... Embarrassed? And I looked stunned at him.

"No way..." I whispered.

Why would he do that? What on earth would make him go to Vlad freely? What kind of torture has he gone through?

"It's true, Danny. And no, I will not tell you why. You will understand sooner or later anyway." Andrew said and then clapped his hands together

"However, it's time for Kobi to return to his room."

I didn't say one word after that. They left the room and Kobi's eyes never left my mind.

I still couldn't believe it. Why would Kobi do that to himself? I would never agree to become an experience. Not voluntarily, however.

Anyway... I'm bored. Which is not unusual. There's nothing to do.

A cold shiver ran through my body once again which made me shudder. I removed my white gloves that were attached to my jumpsuit and began to rub my hands together again. Even trying to use my breath to blow on them. But I stopped that immediately when I notice that even my breathes were cold. I thought I saw mists come out of my mouth again, but that was probably just my head as usual.

I cursed and put on my gloves again.

I crossed my arms and started to rub my arms. When neither that helped I felt my throat tightening and I could only take a short intake of breath. Complete hopelessness converted into tears. Once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream.

I fell down onto my knees and bend my upper body down to lean my head against the floor.

I felt so done. So alone and scared. Scared that I would never see Phantom again. I missed my family, my annoying sister, my friends and I even fucking missed being bullied by Dash.

sobs tore through my chest and I wanted to scream. I didn't want to cry. Tears can't help me find Phantom and escape. They can't help me feel better, only worse.

I started to wipe my eyes with the palm of my hands. Then I let my hands stay there, keeping the light out.

Whoever behind those cameras must be having a really good time watching me pity myself.

It didn't take long before I feel myself slip into unconsciousness, and for the first time. I embraced it.

I thought it would be another dreamless sleep. But apparently not.

This dream was filled with green fire. Burning everywhere I looked. I was screaming, not just because of the situation, more the fact that under the fire was bodies. People I knew. Family, friends, classmates and even random people I had never met.

"You did this Danny."

I harshly turned around.

"It's all your fault." The voice belonged to Phantom.

"Phantom?" I whispered. My voice shaking.

"You killed them, Danny, you're just like the rest of us. A monster." a cocky grin stretched too wide across his face, showing off his pointy teeth that I had never seen as evil before.

"No..."

"Yes Danny, this was my plan all along." Phantom walked into my personal space, grinning.

"What are you talking about?" I tried to back away, but the fire burning my back hissed.

Phantom gripped the back of my neck with his right hand, pulling me forwards onto his chest. His left hand crept down from my back to the curve over my rear.

Phantom pushed his groin against mine, which he had to lean down to do, due to his height.

A gasp slipped out from my mouth, while Phantom just straight out moaned. He kept pressing while groping my ass, which my body decided to react to.

"I knew you couldn't resist me." Phantom purred and continued to suck my neck.

I tried to push him away.

"Stop it Phantom." I whimpered. Somewhere deep, I knew this wasn't him. But some kind of present tried to convince me, and my mind felt fuzzy with confusion.

"Stop fight it, just let go and become the freak you know you are." Phantom leaned back to stare at my eyes. His eyes glowed electric green. And somehow I knew my eyes did the same.

Phantom leaned forward until his nose brushed mine.

"You're already a monster Danny." He growled and kissed me hard.

And then I flew up from the white floor screaming, crying. Even if the dream didn't seem that bad, it still made me terrified. I was shaking and I was freezing. I didn't want to be a freak, I didn't want to be a monster! I never asked for this. I just wanted to be back home with my family.

At this point, I was pounding my head against the wall, which didn't do much damage thanks to the pillow walls. Well, now I know what purpose they have.

I wanted to feel pain though, to remind myself that I was still alive. But at the same time, I didn't. What if I just let myself slip into madness, then everything would feel fine. I would feel nothing. But if I did that, Phantom would have no one to come back to. And I can't let that happen.

I won't let that happen.

I started sobbing.

It will probably happen.

Yeah... not my best chapter. I struggled with this one sooooo much! that's why it took so long, and it's not even a long chapter, sorry for that. but I needed it to progress with the story.