Chapitre 1: Patient in the White room (PT 1)
The sequences of constant thuds from a red ball, was paid no mind to by the man sitting in the centre of the room.
"Still no response?" The doctor said approaching the man with blue trackpants and a sweat shirt.
This man stopped bouncing the ball and held it within his hand. "Nope, the guy is a statue."
He continued to bounce the ball against the wall, making the same irritating noise.
"Weird, are we sure he's doesn't have autism?" The doctor said scrolling through his notepad, grabbing a chair and rolling it in front of the rooms microphone.
*Click*
#Hey, Daniel. Are you all right, you know we are doctors#
*Click*
No response was made from the man named Daniel still holed up in the centre of the room.
"You can go fuck yourself" He said ending his the silence in the white padded room.
#You did this to yourself#
#You attacked a nurse, and tried to rip out her eyes.#
"Then she shouldn't have tried to poison me" He said turning his beet red eyes towards the one-way glass.
"This fucker is really creepy" The man in the sweat shirt said holding his red ball and throwing a candy into his mouth.
"He is one of our most dangerous patients. He is given the name Chomper by the nurses, by the way he always tries to bite those that gets close to him." The doctor said adjusting his glasses and laughing at his own comment.
"Not a cool nickname." The man in sweat pants said throwing the candy wrapper onto the ground.
#We tested and we found no poison#
"They swapped the pills, I could smell the poison!" Daniel shouted running up to the one-way glass and punching it.
The glass shaked and was left with blood covering the centre, as Daniel removed his fist from the glass. He had pierced the skin around his knuckles and his thumb had been dislocated.
#You may try to run, but you'll come to one inevitable truth..#
"Don't fucking say it, you've been wrong enough" Daniel said, it interupted the doctor's monologue, making him some what feel disappointed.
#You are scared#
"I'm not!" He said running towards the glass at full speed. His forehead smashed against the glass, making slight cracks across it.
The doctor and man retreated from the glass.
"Call security!" The doctor shouted at the man in sweatpants.
The man ran down the hallway to a red phone, pressing a series of numbers making the phone ring.
"They're on their way!" The man shouted to the doctor from down the hall way.
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After a few seconds of the constant sound of cracking glass and thundering, the guards barged through the doors holding down Daniel from the neck.
"Let me go, he has to die!" Daniel strained to say having his neck held down.
"It's too late for that." One of the guards said crossing his arms.
Daniel faded out of consciousness and went into a dream state.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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