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[color=C1CDCD]Mentions:[/color] [@TheMushroomLord]
[color=C1CDCD]Location:[/color] Personal Containment Hall [Yellow ward][/right][hr][hr][indent]
The shadowy figure paused the wave of his hand as the boy turned his head away. As he did so, Casey felt a dull [i]pang[/i] from him - a minuscule pull, like that of a thread tied to his finger. Though the feeling reminded him of himself somehow. It was a familiar feeling of.. fear? An odd emotion to feel familiar towards.

He stopped when his hesitant steps brought the two within ten feet or so of each other. The shadowy figure seemed to ponder the boy’s question for a moment. What [i]was[/i] going on? He was in a place he didn’t know, covered in a black material he couldn't remove, and meeting a boy who shouldn’t be here by himself. He felt his heart try to jump in his chest as his mind raced to find an answer, but he tried to suppress the fear he could feel filling up his chest.

He tilted his head down and shook it slowly, trying to signify that he did not know the answer to the boy’s question. This would be so much easier if he could speak. He squeezed his stuffed dog. He paused, glancing at the toy under his arm, and then back to the kid. One never got too old for stuffed animals, right? [i]He[/i] apparently hadn’t.

He gripped the animal’s fur in his right hand and then extended it out to the boy in an offering of peace. As he did, the lights in the hall flickered.

[i][color=C1CDCD]“Friend.”[/color][/i] Casey felt the word pull against the inside of his skull. It was unexpected, and almost made him instinctually step backwards, but he stood in place. Little did he know, the boy would have heard the word too - no pull, or any other feeling, just simply the word - in what would be Casey’s voice, could he speak.

The shadowy figure seemed hesitant in his offer - he wasn’t sure if the kid would trust him - or even if he liked stuffed animals, but he hoped so. He also hoped he could find some paper and a pen to communicate with, soon. Didn’t seem right to not be able to answer the boy - he felt like he needed the interaction.[/indent][/color]