Ardent, Maybe We Shouldnt Go In The Creepy Basement

Ardent, maybe we shouldn’t go in the Creepy basement

"I'm a big kid. I'll survive." he chuckles. "FINALLY!" He pulls out a small handwriiten book. He flips through the pages until he finds the one he was looking for. He reads it over nodding.

Hey Pet! Cool machines you got there

You feel different. That feeling when you're turned on and Mr plays very nice. There are sounds around you that you don't recognize. Are they why you feel different? You open your eyes, strange things loom above you. Sir sits next to you talking, its slow and gentlem. You feel small. You feel, awake. Stop thinking.

Whatcha reading there, Ardent?

"How to make my potions. And it says here they actually are just for migraines and coordination. Boom!"

My brother in Prime you already know Sam’s a fucking control freak to the point that he used to lock you into the bedroom and you think we’re joking about that chip?

"It just sounds impossible! If I came up and said your ex spouse put a mind control chip and you have no clue about it. Would you believe that?" He rubs his eyes walking up the stairs to bed. "I'll talk to you later."

Domino you should check on Pet.

Domino enters the room. Pet is hooked up to a few small machines. He sits on the bed next to him.

"Hey so. I'm not. Who you think I am. He's far far away. You're free. You don't have to be anything else. You can just, Live."

Absolutely! Don’t forget that your migraine “meds” are off limits. Maybe take yourself on a little date? Self care day :))

Ardent hugs Phil and waves him off. As soon as the door is closed he slumps to the floor.