Christopher's pov

I was sitting in the room Bryan gave me.
My roommate was staring at me.
I waved at him, confused.
"Can you see them?" He asked me.
I wrote in my notebook.
'See what?'
"The old ladies, they're knitting socks," He said a happy smile on his creepy face.
A nurse came into the room.
"Someones here to see Christopher." She said blankly.
'Thank you,' I wrote down.

The man looked, strange he had tons of makeup on his face. And he was dressed in a bright green suit.
I wrote down,' Who are you?'
"My name is Jon, and I'm a friend of your dad's," He said.
My dad? Whoever that guy is, why didn't he come here himself.
'Really? Why didnt he come here?'
"If you remembered you would know that, now tell me, do you remember anything?" He asked me.

I wrote down,'No.'
"Great, now I have to leave."

No, don't leave me with the crazy!!!!

Jon's pov
"Well, he doesn't remember anything," I said to Afton over the phone.
"Great, maybe I should go see him." Afton suggested.
"Well if you do don't show your real face, go as the AI if you show your real face you could make him permanently mute."
"On it"