Mental house

BUT I'M TOO LAZY AND SUCK AT STARTING
lol fine fine
I'm going to make a sort of different starting and then continue off with Kyoko's POV, is that okay?
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The trees were silent, and the air wet and chilly. Life was still, almost completely silent.
Animals sat still, staring in awe and terror at the big and noisy rumbling black van that passed by. A scientist sat, face as emotional of that of a rock, staring at the bumpy brown road ahead. This wasn't unusual in this part of the forest however, in the middle of nowhere, as the van came and went, each time holding a new terror filled 16 year old with no idea how much longer they'll be able to breath in air at all. Each person has no idea what they're walking into, all they know of is certain death. The van soon draws out of the view of the creepy aslyum, the teenager awaiting their own world go black forever.

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Kyoko's POV

The window held my freezing hands, and I stared out cold and numb. Today Ria was gone, yesterday was Liam, the day before that was Jane, following Riley, and so on, and so forth. I felt emotionless. I felt like nothing had happened at all. Why? Because there's no point in talking. There's no point in making friends. We're all going to die, anyways, so what's the point of putting up a fight? With a sigh, I dragged my feet to the corner and stared at the people around me, my eyes moving to everything that moved, every different noise, every different person. There was so much of us here.. So many failed attempts at living in the 'proper' way.