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Dorians eyes widened in terror..... A MOVING TEDDY BEAR! Why on earth was there a walking, licking teddy bear. Dorian held out his finger and prodded the bear carefully before pulling it back. "y-You've got powers too...." He said terrified of this monstrosity. "H-h-he's cute I guess....."

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Dorian giggled nervously at the girl. She obviously had strict parents, probably like Dorian. He smiled terrified at the bear. It he am evil look on his face that made durian gulp. "W-well he can't move....how could he bite?" Dorian asked the little girl amused but nervous.

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Dorian hates being touched...

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Just wondering but will Dorian get put on the character list?

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Dorian shook again as a little girl approached....a little girl. Why was there a little girl in an asylum, what was wrong with her. What were her powers. This all just added up to Dorians fears as he stared terrified at the girl. When Vlad said there was group therapy Dorian let out a little whimper of fear. "G-group therapy?" He said reluctantly following them listening to the girls rumblings trying to ignore them before answering one of Alice's questions. "My favourite song is probably a heavy metal one...." Feeling a bit less stressed he smiled at the girl......a cracked smile.

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The other boy is called Dorian :)

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Dorian wasn't sure how to react, so he continued to shake and sweat. His eyes were twitching like crazy by now and eh kept on darting back and forth around the place. Whenever he made a movement with his left arm his shoulders would hurt due to bruising so he just smiled wearily, still terrified. "I've already found my room....dr" He said scared Stan was closing in. He didn't know how to react to a new person in charge...not to all only his parents and his sisters not a nice doctor who seemed so welcoming and nice... No...everyone was just wanting to destroy Dorians world no one liked him, his mother had assured him. "I-I was just looking for some people to talk to.....I just don't know w-where everyone is.....b-b-but I'm scared people will hate me...." he started to shake violently as he started to get nervous. What if he bumped into a sadist or someone who just wants to kill him....

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Dorians eyes looked up and widened at the man standing in front of him seemingly smiling. Smiles....theyw ere like traps you could never tell if they were real or not...especially Dorian. He began to sweat; this man obviously had some authority and authority equals cruelty. A small nervous smile broke onto Dorian's face his hand twitching. It was bad to be in this asylum but having the owner of it walking around doing what he wanted, that was weird. It was already feeling like he was doomed so he looked up from his toes and with his cracking smile. "H-hello Dr Putin...." He said remembering in his brain there was a russian guy named Putin but he couldn;t laugh...he never laughed in front of anyone in charge and his parents had said the doctors were in charge. "M-my name is D-Dorian. Yes....you can help me find my way, I just do not know where I am going...sir" He was already shaking and his eyes widened almost trying to cover his black eye. "Screw him" Stan said in Dorians mind and Dorian flinched at the voice.

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Editted my post so Dorian is at the entrance too

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Itw as a terror filled drive. Dorian was tied down in an black car with one of his ex-servants driving while showing no emotion. Dorian couldn't believe it....this was where he was going to end thanks to Stan. He then got bundled out of the car by some men and dragged towards the building. He had some sort of bracelet starpped onto his wrist and he cried a bit as he was thrown into his cell where he lay still, shaking and terrified. He didn't want his days to end here. He found a slip telling that the bracelet stopped him from teleporting out of the asylum, and sometimes his room. He walked out of his room petrified and scuttled down the corridors looking for food. God was he hungry.