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//Say hello to the night,

Lost in the shadows,

Say hello to the night,

Lost in the loneliness//

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Chris looked up as Shawn entered Hunter's hotel room. Dave was right behind him. Both men's jaws almost literally hit the floor when they saw him.

"What the fuck happened?" Shawn muttered. Dave walked inside, saying nothing, just not believing what he saw. He would not believe it. Could not believe.

Chris stared at Hunter's open eyes for a moment longer, then closed them with his hand.

"Somebody needs to call the police." He said quietly. Shawn nodded and went off to do that. Dave sat down on the bed next to Chris.

"I can't believe this, I mean first Molly, then Hunter? What the hell is up with your family, man?" Chris simply shrugged.

"I have no clue, but whatever it is, I hope it leaves me out of it." Chris said.

**Back to 6 Months Later/Present Day**

Chris walked silently into the lunch room and sat down on the far side of the room. He swore to God that the only thing in this whole damn place that had any color was the food. He knew that he was paranoid about sleeping. He knew what had happened.

They didn't.

Nor would they believe him.

Chris looked up as someone sat down across from him. "Must be someone new, everyone thinks I'm a freak, even in a loony bin....heh....that's always comforting." Chris thought to himself, as he looked up to see who had joined him. A young woman, maybe around his age with long, jet black hair was staring intently at him.

She didn't look like the type to be crazy.

Hell, before he stopped sleeping, neither did he.

Looks can be deceiving.

"New here?" Chris asked, trying to make a conversation.

"Yeah." Chris smirked.

"Welcome to hell. Let me be the first to congratulate you on isolating yourself from everyone else except from me. Good job!" he said sarcastically. The woman smiled a little.

"What are you here for?" she asked him quietly. Chris finished chewing as he thought about this for a moment.

"I'm in this lovely place because I seem to think that my dead sister will kill me in my sleep. Which is why I look the way I do. I haven't slept in....." Chris began to count up the days. "About nine days, give or take."

"How are you able to stay awake?" she asked him. Chris held her eyes.

"That's my little secret." He paused. "What about you, what are you in for?" The girl with the dark hair giggled.

"I can see...certain things...like a person's deepest darkest secret, or sometimes....even a dead person." The girl said. "Silly me!! We forgot to tell each other our names!!! I'm Victoria, what's your name?" Chris looked at the girl for a moment. The one person who actually decides to say something to him is actually a complete psycho. My, how his luck was just great lately. Oh well, might as well be nice, could be the only person besides that quack who he ever got to talk to for the remainder of his days.

"My name's Chris."

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