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Pacing back and forth, Willow fingers nearly dug through his skin as they remained firmly holding the adjacent arm. How could this be? For the first time in eons, Willow was struck by a lingering string of silence. Yes, the medicine had worked. It completely silenced the voices, by placing them elsewhere. By containing all the voices in one entity, and giving it shape, Willow was dumbfounded by how a medical drug could manage the feat. "Don't hurt yourself," the reflection sighed, resting on Willow's bed. 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"You don't get to say that,"[/color][/b] the boy pointed accusingly at his phantasm, who raised an eyebrow in response, before it was replaced by a smirk. 

"Come on, Willow," the shade returned, vanishing from the bed before appearing with his arms wrapped around Willow's waist. "We're best friends!" 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"Ugh..,"[/color][/b] the mutant tensed, feeling his reflection's hands tightly pulling him into a hug. [b][color=#e3dac9]"Get off me,"[/color][/b] Willow spoke, a silent string of words as his hands met the shade's, gently pulling them off. 

"Ignoring all of that sexual tension, eh?" The reflection giggled, vanishing from behind Willow, only to appear in front of him, playfully tapping the boy's forehead, "c'mon, it's literally considered masturbation," he shrugged.

[b][color=#e3dac9]"What is wrong with you!?"[/color][/b] Willow snapped, throwing his arms up before they were crossed in a huff. 

"Not a single thing going on in here," the shade tapped his temple, "isn't going on in there." He echoed the motion, on Willow. As much as the mutant wanted to deny that very simple reality, the shade was right. He was but a reflection of Willow, a dark, twisted reflection, but an echo all the same. They were the same person, and while every physical interaction between them was as real as the beating of Willow's heart, he knew that it was all a trick of the mind. No one was there, and for everyone else, except perhaps those with power over the mind, Willow was talking with himself. More oddly so, he was interacting with thin air. 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"I don't know whether I prefer you, or the voices..,"[/color][/b] Willow uttered, dropping to his bed with a groan, soon joined by his reflection who remained as clingy as previously displayed, his arms tightly wrapped around the host of this insanity. 
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"Don't you feel better now?" A voice playfully cut at the back of Willow's head as he walked down the Horizon corridors, a heavy sigh escaping the boy's lips. 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"We need to find the doctor..,"[/color][/b] the mutant spoke, avoiding his shade's gaze before the creature appeared in front of him.

"The fuck are you ashamed of?" It raised an eyebrow, "you've gotta' learn to chill, dude." 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"Shut up..,"[/color][/b] Willow retorted, slipping his hands into his pockets as he proceeded to walk. He hated this outfit he was forced to wear. He hated this place, Horizon. He was unsure of how to react concerning anything, anymore. This freakshow sometimes made him, of all people, appear normal. There were aliens here, something Willow was unsure actually existed before arriving at Horizon. Needless to say, he hadn't had much access to the news, throughout his life. There were people with immense power within these walls, him being one of them. How did Horizon intend to contain all of them? Anything could go to hell, at any moment. Indeed, Willow wore a dampening bracelet if he ended up falling off the deep end, but then there were those without. The mutant was unsure of how this would work out, in the end.

"Where is everyone?" The shade spoke, a bored tone to his voice, "geeze', this place is boring as all hell." 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"I don't know,"[/color][/b] Willow responded, [b][color=#e3dac9]"they were at the gym, last time we checked."[/color][/b]

"So let's go there," the echo spoke.

[b][color=#e3dac9]"Let's not,"[/color][/b] Willow sighed, [b][color=#e3dac9]"we need to go to Doctor Campell."[/color][/b]

"So he can do what? Feed you more meds? Come on, be honest, you like me," the shade grinned, poking Willow's chest. Admittedly, there was a certain charm to this creature. As if a friend who never stopped being annoying, and always brought you into trouble. "I mean, especially after just now," he smirked. 

[b][color=#e3dac9]"Congratz', you're better than psychotic voices in my head,"[/color][/b] the mutant finished, placing a hand on his echo's shoulder before moving him aside, making way to keep walking. This had been an eventful day, to say the least.