“Hello, we are glad to meet someone else. Our names are Zack and Griffin, who might you be?”
Oh dear lord, the kid was a whack job. “I’m Damon” he replied bluntly. Luckily the awkward encounter was interrupted by the entrance of other patients. First there was a boy with a whole team of people escorting him. The security guard was clearly being over dramatic, pointing a gun at the boy’s head and yelling about him being dangerous. Damon hoped it wasn’t a real gun, he didn’t really know the difference between a real one or otherwise if he was honest. Either way the guard’s theatrical performance freaked him out.
Next was a quiet girl with long blonde hair covering her face, followed by a crazy laughing girl being dragged by guards. Damon was starting to get anxious, his palms were sweating and his fingers twitching slightly as his heart beat got faster. He seriously did not belong here and to be honest, everyone he’d seen so far scared him. Except maybe the blonde girl, but she could be just like Zack of Griffin or whatever the hell his name was.
Another girl was dragged in and sat next to Zack/Griffin and waved at the boy. Something about the wave creeped Damon out, even if it wasn’t directed at him. Damon realised his breathing had gotten harder. Not again. He couldn’t understand why this was happening to him. He grabbed the edges of his chair tightly to stop the twitching. He needed to get out of here, fast, before anyone could make him stay. Damon didn’t belong here, he needed to go home. He stood quickly, hoping to make a quick escape seeing as he hadn’t been brought in by a guard he hoped the others would just look after the patients they brought in.