Fandom [Creepypasta] - The Mental Ward

[Church Burning]

"The souls of deranged killers begin to lose their significance after the first killing. But anyway, it is quite apparent that throughout the rest of this convorsation you are going to twist my words until you get the last word in." She smirked. "But since you're so persistent on knowing everyone and everything, maybe later, just maybe, I will let you see my other eye" she smirked

 

[grey987]

Interesting. Truly interesting indeed, I like this girl from her head down to her toes... Utterly intriguing to the core. Stalky allowed himself to smile at this thought as it crossed his mind, chuckling before making a gesture with his left hand that seemed as though he was waving her off. "Do as you wish, I'll end up seeing you again very soon..." he spoke, stepping off towards the hallway with the male Pastas' dormitories before stopping in his tracks and turning a bit to face not only Dimentia, but Jack as well. "Yes, I'll see you both again soon, so I can chat and get to know you better... You should eat up, and do whatever else you'd like in whatever time we have. I get the sense that the group therapy will commence soon." Without another word, Stalky faced forward again and continued to stride down the corridor, wanting to take a quiet residence in his room for a bit before he was visited by his personal doctor.

 

[Church Burning]

Dimentia sighed. "That guy is a pain. I had to break out my big vocabulary for him. Geez." She said softly and walked back to her dorm. He was probably the most i trusting guy I met here though, she though. I mean, he could see right through me, she smirked, secretly admiring his smarts.


 
Later that day...


Dimentia walked into the cafeteria looking for Stalky. By now she was super bored and didn't really care to be honest what he thought of what was under her eyepatch

 

[grey987]

About two hours had passed since Stalky's last interaction with 'The Whisper', and now he sat quietly at an empty table during lunch with a plate of macaroni and cheese to dine on and a plastic fork held between his fingers. It never ceased to surprise him, to think that the staff was actually feeding these sorts of people food that was edible... But then again, this was a place that was supposedly designed to cure them of whatever had driven them mad, and feeding them something that was the opposite of edible wouldn't serve to help that cause in any way (though none of what they were doing actually did anything to help the Pastas that were held captive here), so the hooded boy supposed that it was understandable of them to do so. While he thought about this for a while, he noticed Dimentia out of the corner of his eye in the middle of the cafeteria while seemingly looking for something. He allowed his gaze to linger on her for a few moments, then he lifted the hand that was holding the plastic fork to alert her to his presence.

 

[Church Burning]

She saw him and headed over. She pulled out a chair and pulled an apple seemingly out of nowhere. "So.. About you wanting to see my eye. Do you still want to?" She asked before taking a bight of apple

 

[AvidElmV2]

Jack sat back and watched the two talk back and forth, waiting to get a word in. Before he could, however, the two said their goodbyes and left. "Oh.... I'll be here, if you guys decided to come back. Just sitting here..... Waiting." The boy sat back and twiddled his thumbs and tossed his head around, doing anything possible to keep his boredom from driving him crazy. He noticed Dimentia enter the room and saw Stalky for the first time. "Hm.... I wonder where he came from...." Jack said to himself as he stared at the two, debating whether or not to join them.

 

[MischivousRebel]

Ben sighed as he hovered over towards an empty table not sitting down but just hovering near it, just so he could get closer to more people. He looked at the lonely table before looking at everyone else around him, especially noticing a tall pasta with a pumpkin as a head, why must there be so many tall pastas? It was unfair how small he was, he was only able to be slightly taller was by hovering.

 

[Church Burning]

"So you wanna see my eyeor not?!" Dimentia asked, clearly irritated. @grey987

 

[grey987]

Stalky's gaze lowered back to his lunch after he wordlessly beckoned Dimentia over, picking a bit at his food while the sound of chair legs sliding against the floor made itself known to his ears, the sound doing nothing to divert his attention to the other Pasta that now sat across from him. Even when she asked him a question- about whether or not he wanted to see 'the eye that could see souls'- he kept his head down and simply had another bite out of his mac and cheese, not saying a word for a few long and silent seconds. However, Dimentia didn't seem to have any sort of patience for the boy's quiet quirks, because after those few seconds she was practically yelling out the same question to him. Again, the sound didn't serve to faze him in a way that he'd be shocked, but now he was slowly lifting his head so that his eyes would meet with hers.


"Sure... I'd like to point out that you sound rather eager about the whole thing, though. Straightforward, in one sense or another," Stalky informed her plainly, observing her eye patch while he spoke. "It's as though you want me to see the eye. Any reason for it?"

 

[Church Burning]

"Well, I guess I would like to see how this would play out. Playing into the hands of a stalker, it's different and actually quite interesting. That's my reason. Also I wanted to know if you indeed have a soul, or if like you said, you're driven by darkness and voices in your head." She smirked and bit her Apple.

 

[grey987]

"You really are quite the thrill-seeker, aren't you?" Stalky asked with a small smile, tilting his head to the side while his gaze continued to linger on Dimentia. "Intriguing... Being more upfront instead of allowing yourself to be quietly observed from someone in the distance. I like that. It makes things a lot more fun for me."

 

[Church Burning]

"Well, that being the case, I will offer one more time. Do you want to see my eye?" She asked cooly, tossing her Apple core in the bin