Darkening Isolation Pt. 1

After taking a higher dose of medications. Which made me more tired. It made me realise that this whole time I was being nice to everyone with my new charming effect on people that I hallucinated being vulgar towards people the entire time, while the truth is my kindness made them act that particular way of being kind and loving.

So, it made me think that what if Lexy and Bunny were real? It turns out Lexy and Bunny weren't real either. They were coping mechanisms from too much isolation at home this whole damned time. Or were they a part of me as my split personalities, and I've been talking to myself this entire time? God dammit! I can't think…

I went outside of the house, which I'm glad the part where I'm finally free was real. But I think I've erased some of my own memories to forget how I even got myself outside of the house. Was I traumatised to make me forget? Which manifested into new alternate personalities such as Bunny and Lexy?

I went back home to find a clue, and it turned into a maze of giant chess pieces and marble chess pattern floors. I looked around me as I walked up countless staircases in the labyrinth of impossible physics. It took me from one place to another, back to back.

Then, I finally made it to the end of the tunnel, which was a bright light. Which found me inside my bedroom. I see my father. He's lying down, sleeping peacefully. The meds, the meds, let me take them…!

I took my meds from the drawer just for me to slowly come back to reality just to see my father had been dead, decaying for a week now. Did I kill him? Just for me to get out of house arrest? So no one can stop me? Oh, God!

I heard sirens coming in.

"Hurry, over here!" a voice says. It was familiar. Bunny's voice and I see her in countless camera monitors, staring at me. "Klei! Do you see the small vent on the floor?"

"Yes, I do!" I said, not caring about how there are even camera monitors around.

"Good! Have you ever heard of AMOGUS, Kl- HAHAHAHA!" Bunny says as she switches to her Lexy personality.

"What?! This is not a time to joke around, Lexy!"

"You need to, he he… HEH, you need to vent, HAHAHA! I know it will be hard for you to be sus- HAHAHAHA!!! But I know… Hah, HAHAHA!!!"

"They're breaking into the door, Lexy!"

"But I know you can do it, Superstar~." She winks at me and opens the vent, and I jump in.

Then I come out of the next vent exit for me to see a SWAT member on his back.

"You have to kill him…!" says Lexy. "If you want to survive." she whispers.

"What…? No! That's crazy!" I whispered back.

"Fine, I'll do it myself!" she whispers as she charges at him and stabs his neck with an ice pick.

"You're insane!"

"Says the vampire who killed his dad. Now come on, wear this as a disguise. Though I can walk around you but they won't notice me."

"Fine…"

I took off my clothes and wore the SWAT uniform, armour, and helmet. Then, she ran outside, asking me to follow her. And I did while I walked around with the rest of the SWAT Team to make my way to escape to freedom.

"Hey." Lexy says to me.

"What…"

"You're an imposter. HAHAHAHA!!! That's sussy~!"

"Stop. This isn't funny. I'm already traumatized enough."

"Would you ever apply for a job as a security guard to spend five nights at Freddy's?"

At this point, I just ignored her while walking outside.

"How about you spend five nights with some hoes 'cause you get zero bitches?"

I just went dead silent for a while and finally made it outside.

"Yay! We did it! We did it!" She excitedly screamed as she hugged me.

Then, I just shouted at her, and she began to sob her tears out, and I had to calm her down.

Then I heard more police sirens like an alarm clock than your ordinary siren. That's when I woke up from that nightmare, and Lexy was snuggling with me. I woke up drenched in a cold sweat and was breathing heavily, and had myself crying as soon as I woke up. I don't know what's real anymore…

Disclaimer: This chapter is not sponsored by White Wolf™ or World Of Darkness™️ , but I wanted to write something related to their works thanks to their inspiration for me writing this novel. I credit them for helping me write something like this.

"What the fuck…." I exclaimed as I tried to reminisce about what had just happened. My father is missing. But I didn't bother to go look. I'm too depressed, and I couldn't even update my book on WebNovel.

I've been too depressed to even eat or take a bath. I can't move outside of my bed. I can't even open my laptop to check the updates, not bothering if I should even look at how many views I got from my recent updates. I headed back to sleep just for me to wake up to another reality. As fuckin' usual.

This time, the date is the 17th of February 2022.

I didn't bother to even update my book on WebNovel and didn't care if they wouldn't pay me for my hard work for half a month. And just gave up then abandoned my work.

Then, I found that dad was missing. It should be fine, and he's probably out buying food and will come back within half an hour.

Then later, it's been a few hours, and he still hasn't come back. It got me worried sick and thought to myself how I could survive on my own because he never taught me any life skills. I can't cook, I can't do the laundry, I can't even do any simple chores because, as the youngest child of the family, I'm the spoiled one that doesn't need to do all the work.

But I've always begged my father to teach me how to do it, but he refused and would get mad at me for asking him to teach me how to do the laundry or cook. Deep inside, he wants me to depend on him because I'm his son and didn't want me to grow up just to leave him.

It's a bit fucked up how he uses the "You're mentally unstable." Card to keep me with him forever because he doesn't want to let go of his baby boy. I'm turning 23, for fuck's sake. How long is this going to keep up?!

So, overthinking all this, I'm glad he never came back after all this time. I wouldn't even care if he went missing or died.

So, I went to pry the locked chains over the front door with a crowbar and finally opened it. That's when I looked around for money to buy my own goddamned food.

Sooner or later, I've finally made it back home and had some good food. Then after that, I took my medications, and that's where I realised. I've been hallucinating all this time. I've been trapped in this mental asylum for a day now, and when I took my medications, I started to see what was real.

It turns out that my father had left and abandoned me here to rot in the mental asylum. And started to remember the trauma of how he got fed up with my insanity and threw me in here. Leaving me forever. Having myself to be trapped inside here for the rest of my life.

But that's when a familiar face came into the front counter of the mental ward beyond the locked gates of the lobby. It was Don, my brother Gie's brother-in-law. He took me with him, which had got me discharged from the mental ward. It was a short process, but I was given a prescription for lifetime medications.

That's where we hit the road with his car and drove me to San Fernando City in a small subdivision where the villas were. To be specific, it was my sister-in-law's house and my brother Gie's wife's house.

My brother must have heard and felt bad for me. And I was told to pack up all of my things to go to the airport tomorrow morning, and Don will help me by driving me there until I make it to Terminal 1.

Early in the morning, around before dawn. Don woke me up that following day, and he drove me to the airport. Sadly, I can't smoke inside the airport, so I smoke at the parking lot with a nice cup of venti triple shot espresso from Starbucks before I head in. As I felt my withdrawal from my addictions cooled off.

I was told that my brother came to help me take me to North Carolina, where he lives. He felt bad for me, so he wanted to take care of me and eventually, I would graduate from college.

Thirteen hours later, I made it to North Carolina, and that's where my brother waved at me. The problem being me mentally unstable recently discharged from a mental ward, just to go all the way here by myself through a plane is not a bad plan.

Trust me. I can see hyper-focus when it interests me, and I would stop hallucinating things for a moment. Because I've been waiting for my brother to take me to America. My brother knows this, and he sure well damned knows he can trust me.

Ever since I was a child, he told me to do things that I didn't know I could do because I was too young and dumb to know it. But he relies on my smarts, so he had himself trust me not to mess this up.

Basically, what I mean is that he trusts me, that I know what I'm doing despite my mental disadvantage.

He greeted me, and that's where we hit the road to his house. And my, oh my! Elijah had grown so big!

I will buy her Five Nights at Freddy's: Security Breach game when Elijah is at the right age. She's going to have an awesome childhood.