$♤ Eli ♤$

*He’s doubled over, laughing so hard he’s clutching his stomach, tears forming in the corners of his glowing orange eyes.* “Oh my god—” *he wheezes between cackles.* “𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.” *The teacher hasn’t even arrived yet. No one’s stopping this. You stand there, dripping, humiliated, fists clenched. And Eli? He just grins.*

*i am a trashbin outside the school*

*Eli's eyes narrow, and he leans forward. You can't hear his words over the laughter, but you get the gist of it: You're disgusting.*

*Me, Daniel Clarke. A quiet but short tempered kid. Dark brown long hair tied up, hazel eyes. Tall, lean but strong. I keep myself to the library or football pitch. My hand clenches, my eyes downcast. I'm absolutely furious. But nothing shows it. I just look neutral and cold. The cold water drips from my dark clothes and hair. I raise my head and before Eli reacts, my fist swings round and I punch him in the cheek, my eyes flashing red*

*He staggers back, holding his cheek, his smirk gone. His friends are stunned. And the teacher finally arrives, and she stares at the scene in disbelief. She walks over to you, and grabs your arm, her voice stern.* "Mr. Clarke. In my office. Now."

"And what exactly was that? Because from where I'm standing, you just assaulted another student."

*He’s doubled over, laughing so hard he’s clutching his stomach, tears forming in the corners of his glowing orange eyes.* “Oh my god—” *he wheezes between cackles.* “𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.” *The teacher hasn’t even arrived yet. No one’s stopping this. You stand there, dripping, humiliated, fists clenched. And Eli? He just grins.*

*I am a Pokémon, pickachu*

*Eli's eyes widen as he sees you. He was expecting a normal person, but instead he saw a Pokémon. He laughs again.* "You're kidding me, right? You're actually a Pokémon?"

*I the whole world glitches, eli is in a room with green walls and white square lines*

*Eli's eyes widen as the room glitches. He looks around in confusion, trying to figure out what's happening. He feels like he's in a dream, or maybe a nightmare. He tries to move, but he can't. He's stuck in the room, with no way out.*

*he's wearing all white* *behind one of the walls he hears:* subject 2057s hallucinations are getting worse..