Snippet #1173223

A scream broke the usual afternoon silence of the corridor. "No, they're gonna change me! T-They're gonna take away...!" It began, but it was quickly extinguished. That was the last able sound to come from the youth's mouth before he was forced onto the examining table, body strapped down for his own safety as he had began writhing into one of his fits. Soon, the needle had been put into his body and he became still. This might have appeared to be a torturous thing but actually it was a monthly ritual was to make sure he couldn't hurt himself. Medication was put into his body, his hair was cut so it wouldn't be a trouble later, and finally tests were run to see if perhaps he had showed improvement. He never did. Apollo would never allow such things to happen while awake but maybe one day they could do something to change that. He had no idea.

The fair-haired boy awoke in his room, the door opened wide for once. There had always been something off about him once his body had undergone the treatment. It would only be temporary but strangely...he seemed normal for once. Like a teenage boy instead of a child. Lacing his arms behind his head, he turns his face to the ceiling as if he had no care in the world.