david carillo, 19 years deceased. the doctors say that i have cotard's delusion, but i'm really just a zombie.
I’m Bella, still kind of new.
It’s nice to meet you.
My name’s David, and I’m pretty far from ‘new’.
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It is pretty quiet around here.
Uh, hey, I’m David….Not to sound rude, but who’re you?
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Well, at least that Esmeé chick left. She was nuts. Not like it makes a difference, she only bothered you because she liked you.
Well, she was at least a lot more entertaining than most of the bullshit around here. Still didn’t make her any less crazy.
Oh god, that was probably the most insane thing about her….
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It’s pretty great, really.
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Oh…oh, okay. You died and you came here? Please tell me I’m not going mad….please.
Oh..oh, well I was depressed and I got dermatillomania, then I killed someone and landed myself here. All the fucking way from England. Daft cunts.
Oh, uh, no. Well, not immediately. I should’ve been clearer…See, by ‘here’, I meant on earth. Not St.Britten’s. I’ve only been institutionalised for about a year and a half now.
That’s a shame, but it explains the accent. How long have you been in here?
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Yeah, I’m not really sure I’ve got the patience for that. She’s driving me more fucking insane than I already am…
Nice too meet you, too. I’m David.
She drives me around the bend too, maybe they should put her in a morgue, she’ll see how ‘dead’ she is then.
Awesome. So, if you don’t mind me asking, why are you in here?
Well, unlike Esmeé who THINKS she’s dead, I actually died a while back. It’s a long story, but the short version is that I’m stuck here. Have been for 19 years. Plus, I’m not a huge fan of human interaction. I’m more of an…observer, you could say.
And, uh, what landed you in this hell hole?
dust-todust:
She shouted through the door at him, and he was tempted to just keep it shut and turn up his music like he did with nurses and other nusiances. This one, however, he knew would not be perturbed by a locked door and a bit of noise.
“Fine, just calm the fuck down.”
He opened his door calmly and watched the dignity of his space deteriorate.
Esmeé growled in frustration and rammed herself into the wall. Generally, Esmeé ADHD made her a very bubbly and annoying girl, but sometimes it took a turn for the worst and she became a loud and angry girl who loved to see people in physical pain. It was like possession.
“Oh, okay.” Esmeé said in her high-pitched voice, instantly calmed down by the familiar voice.
She instantly stepped in, smiling at the room. It was much darker than her own room, and a lot less colourful. Hers was full of blue and red, with CDS everywhere. “Hi.”
It was strange how this girl could go from 0 to psychotic in less than a second and right back to 0 just as quickly. She waltzed into his room, her previous anger seeming to have vanished into thin air along with her growling and slamming. She kept getting too close to his things, and it worried him. He didn’t want anyone touching his stuff, let alone Esmeé.
“So,” David began, hoping to get her away from his valuables as quickly as possible. “Why are you in here?”
Oh hey, you’re being stalked by my friend, right? Esmeé is a bit crazy, if you’ve noticed….she totally bugged out the other day, smashed all the flowers. But if you have the willpower to calm her down, she’s nice.
I’m Ella by the way. Nice to meet you.
Yeah, I’m not really sure I’ve got the patience for that. She’s driving me more fucking insane than I already am…
Nice too meet you, too. I’m David.
