AN~I don't own any of the characters except for Amelia/Pandora. Also, I'm going with the fact that Tim/Masky has brown eyes like he does in the actual MH youtube series. I have this series over on Deviantart as well, so some of the characters belong to people over there as well. All new credit will be added at the end of each Chapter, previous credit will be posted at the top and bottom.

"Amelia," A voice called out to me. My...my head it pounded. I felt sick to my stomach as I opened my eyes. As my eyes adjusted to the brightness that surrounded me as I slowly sat up in a daze. I glanced over and saw a woman that couldn't be much older than me in a nurse's uniform, she wore a medical belt that I could see held glass vials filled with a blue liquid.

She caught my stare, she flashed me a pearly white smile as she chimed sweetly, "These are sedatives, but because you've been doing so good for the last few days here I doubt I'll need to use them. They're just for in case emergencies."

"Wh-what?" I stammered as I scooted away. I try to recall what had just happened to me. I just remember being sucked into a dark abyss that had somehow choked the air out of my lungs and smothered out my screams. A pain shoots through me when I try to remember past that point which in turn made me gasp in pain. What was going on? I had a vague feeling something was off but I could grasp at what though...I looked back up at the nurse, a look of concern played on her face.

A forced hopeful smile crossed her lips as she said in a sort of happy voice, "He's coming to visit you later this afternoon, so he can see your progress. He'll be happy as long as you show him you're trying to get better." I slowly inch towards the edge and throw my legs over the edge.

"Wh-who's he?" After I asked her I started to hum to some unknown melody. Her eye twitched and a look of annoyance tinted her features.

"That tune is repulsive stop it immediately," She said as she placed down a stack of clothes in front of my feet then turned around and walked out of the room. I stared down at them and shook my head. They looked wrong, as if she'd had given me someone else's clothes on accident. The room was silent, I was alone with my own thoughts, and still it was too quite and it felt wrong, the same kind of wrongness as if I was missing my arm or leg or maybe part of my own mind. I shook my head as I stood up and walked around the room, nothing but crayon drawings on the walls of different things, a masked man was on one and something felt like it was slowly clicking together, but nothing came to mind; a few were a tall stick figure with curly tentacles sprouting out of his back. The other drawings were of different stick figures with black and red flames around it, on another the word ChAoS was spelled out in bright colors with swirls around it.

"Pandora!"I yelled as something clicked. I rubbed at my eyes in desperation to remember why I yelled Pandora out. I remember the story of Pandora's box, how she opened it and chaos fell out and swarmed the earth. The voice inside of my head, where'd it go? I remember there was a voice, there was suppose to be mine and another that didn't belong to me.

"Are you ready Miss Amelia," The nurse's voice chimed from the door.

"Ye-yeah," I muttered. I looked down at myself, only now wondering what it was I was wearing. I wore a grayish white t-shirt that was baggy that hid my curves, with gray sweat-pants, and white socks. I glanced over at the door as the nurse came in.

"You didn't change into the clothes," She frowned unhappy with me.

"Th-these don't st-stink so I'm okay," I defended myself.

She clucked her tongue and chided, "You're losing the progress you've been making. Though, I guess it could be worse, huh. I won't make you change your clothes, so let's go out to the rec room. I believe Sammy Kay is out there."

"S.K.," I said without thinking. An image popped up into my mind of a girl with blue hair and a long green coat, she had a smirk on her lips as she had her katana's dull side leaned against her shoulder. But the image is gone as quickly as it came. The nurse nodded.

"Remember to call her Sammy. She's in here with the same thing as you, Dissociative Identity Disorder. Her mind skips back to the unstable personality when referred to as S.K.," She explained calmly.

Lies! A voice echoed through my mind.

"So if you're ready, let's go sweetie," She said softly. I nodded and walked over to her. She smiled as she turned and twisted the knob. I followed her out into the hall and down the corridor. As we walked down the hall I slowly heard a beating noise, kinda like a we came up to a door the heartbeat got louder and louder. I stop in front of the door. It gave off a weird vibe, my mind felt lighter.

'Amelia, quick snap out of it! remember me, Pandora! I can't do anything here, they won't-,' A voice snapped frantically in my mind. A fear gripped at me as it was cut off and I was yanked away from the door. Mr. Mann, that was on a plaque on the door.

"Who's Mr. Mann?" I asked still in a daze from the mental request. Everything glitched around me, like I had a moment where everything became static but it quickly clears up as I walk mindlessly behind the nurse. A pain shot through my wrist as I realized that she still had my wrist.

"He's in charge of the facility, Mann's Home for the Mentally unstable," She chirped. I wanted to ask her why I was here but something held me back from asking. We came up to a huge metal double doors with plexiglass windows that was as thick as my wrist. Through the windows I could see a couple of people off in their own worlds, their mental traps.

"Remember to be nice and polite," The nurse chimed as she opened the door. I walked through the thresh hold, and stood awkwardly in the room. Two people seemed to stand out compared to the others. One of the girls wore a similar outfit as me except her frame was a lot more fragile than me, and there were dark circles under her eyes. Somehow she looked absolutely alert to everything and at the same time like she was about to collapse from exhaustion. She sat in the rocker with her knees up to her chest, and within her arms was a raggedy looking teddy bear. For a moment my vision glitched and it was light coming from the teddy bear. The vision is gone just as fast as it came, and the light was a teddy bear.

My hands shook as I clenched both fists to my sides. Fear gripped me as I slowly glanced over at the other girl, who sat at a round table with crayons splayed out in front of her while she angrily scrawled on papers. At first she looked some what normal. She had long light brown hair that looked like it hadn't been brushed in days. Her skin was past the point of being just pale, more like the same color of paper. her clothes looked the same as mine and the other girl's. The three of us wore the same outfit where else everyone else wore a similar outfit but something felt off, their faces I couldn't make out details like their eye color or hair color. It was all black and brown kinda colors. I slowly walked over to were SK sat.

'S-Sammy K-Kay," I stammered as I sat across from her. Her doodles looked like mine.

"Somethings wrong," her voice was horse, like she had been screaming just before coming into this room. She looked up at me, that's when her image glitched, her hair turned light blue, while behind her glasses her one eye appeared with a patch over it while the other bright blue eye paled into baby blue color. Her teeth went from a normal shape to slightly jagged.

"You feel it to?" I asked.

"Not now, they stabbed me with one of those fucking sedatives. Smart enough to fake being calmed down," She shot a glare back behind me at one of the nurses.

"I keep getting glitched vision at least with you and her," I nodded towards the other girl. For a moment SK's eyes glossed over and she just stared at me dead fish eyed like. Her image glitched back and she had brown hair again.

"Amelia," her voice was softer than I had ever heard from her. She smiled brightly as she chimed, "did you come to color with me today?"

"I-in a li-little bit," I said as I scooted out of my chair and then shuffled across over to the other girl. She glanced over at me.

"You...you're thaaaat...girl," she yawned. "The one from...the dream in...the cave."

"Inso, that's what they called you," I said as I sat down in front of her on the floor.

"They call me Isabella here," she shook her head. "I don't sleep like normal people, they have to heavily sedate me but that only works if I slip. This is nothing but a nightmare. They say my paranoia is the reason why I am here. That I went crazy for a while." She said shakily.

"Amelia," the nurse's voice called. I glanced over my shoulder and saw the nurse from earlier at the door. "Your visitor is here, would you like to go see him?" I stood up and looked down at her.

"I'll be back, the girl at the table is here with me to save you," I'm not quite sure we're the words came from they just spilled out of my of my lips. She nodded and I walked towards the nurse. I followed her back down the hall, passed the heartbeat room and back to 'My room'. As I walk in the first thing I notice was Tim leaned against the wall.

"Tim!" I yelled happily and hugged him tightly. He chuckled as he moved me around so I was in front of him.

"You can leave, I got her," Tim said over to the nurse.

The moment she was gone and my door was closed I leaned back, "Somethings wrong Tim. Why aren't you wearing the mask?"

"They said you were making progress Amelia, don't revert back now. The court had said once you're better they'll waver everything. They said that you had snapped at home and killed your father and brother under the stress and abuse. They still can't find your mom. They said as long as you live with me you could go back to society, wouldn't that be great?" He smiled and leaned down so our foreheads were against each other, our noses side by side, and our lips inches apart. But this felt wrong, he wasn't my Tim.

"Something's wrong," I muttered.

"Amelia, please," He begged. He sounded like my Tim, but he didn't feel like him. His arms were wrapped around me. I should have had butterflies, but I didn't. That was what was wrong. Every time I'm touch or I touch my Tim I get those butterflies.

"You're not Tim," My voice was so low and soft it felt like it was someone else's voice and not mine. "Not my Tim. This is that minion's creation. It's at it's limit, that's why this illusion is failing. They didn't count me and Pandora as separate beings." A smile crept onto my lips as I figured out why things were glitchy. His arms dropped and he stepped back. He looked just like my Tim, so it broke my heart when his face dropped.

"Amelia, they said you were getting better," his voice shook. "Please love, come back to me."

Tears built up in the corners of my eyes as I hiccuped, "I'll be home soon, don't worry." He bit his lit as he walked towards the door.

"I'll be back for the next visitation day," he said sadly as he left. The moment the door closed I broke down onto the floor and a sob escaped me. I knew this was going to be painful and challenging but, this was not something I expected.

Character List/Credits

Amelia/Pandora (c) Me

Insomniac and Sleepwalker (c) Dake-Naita

SK (c) ThePlantGod