Forged Insanities

The world is built and destroyed by the concept of memories, but memories are not physical, so they are not necessary yet they are. My life is just a memory it's faded...charred...there are dark shadows covering how I ended up the way I am. I roam halls constantly trying to remember what happened, but everyone just gives this sympathetic smile, but those that don't, aren't exactly smiling because they're friendly. I sometimes sneak out at night to see the town without the awkward atmosphere and to see how they live when no ones watching. How I break out of a secure hospital with constant watch to make sure no one escapes is that I was born with an extent of magic or at least I think so. The way I escape is teleportation, but it has a very limited range, but some range allows me to escape most situations.

Today was no different for me it went through until the night, then it was my time to start moving. I teleported to the outside of my room on the window which was on the second floor, I then jumped down and teleported on the ground safely and quietly at the last minute. I heard some footsteps walking over to me, so I do the very thing I've become accustomed to and teleported away behind him.

"H-hello there...anyone here?" the guard says unsure of what to do since he probably heard me or saw movement in the darkness.

"Goodbye." I answer back to him then teleport towards a nearby building as soon as he turns around just as soon as he catches a glimpse of me. I always liked doing that people losing their cool and over react I've always found funny. Despite that, I usually I don't let guards see me I'd just thought that if he knew I was there I may as well keep him awake with that. Interactions I normally keep to a minimum, but tonight I'm feeling pretty ballsy, so I'll make many short interactions and maybe one long interaction to maybe actually get a friend who doesn't outright pity me as the only reason to associate with me. I stroll behind some of the houses looking into the windows to see what was going on, but more than half of them were of course, asleep, but that wasn't stopping me from going around.

I encounter a single house with the lights on and in it is a single child reading a book at 2:30 in the morning at this point I usually go back to the hospital, but since there was a house with their lights one I had to check. I just stared at him for awhile until I got bored and went back to the hospital. I certainly thought the kid was odd, but decided to not talk to him he seemed emotionless like he was on the verge of insanity. He may be someone to note and to check on if he does show signs of murder or being insane I'll have to step in directly since acting as a ghost won't help him.

I awoke in the morning after dawn with a single guard looking at me not out of pity, but...curiosity? I just sat there staring at him as him to me. He walks across the white room with a single mounted wall TV by the window as he brings a notebook.

"H-hello there...do you remember me?" he said nervously, and by the way he said it and the sound of his voice it was that guard I spooked last night.

"Why hello there I'm not sure we've met before my name is Leonidas." I respond politely clearly showing I know more than I let on.

"I think you do know me Leonidas...you're probably the first Leonidas I've ever met so I'll just call you Leo." he responds in kind as well as giving me a cliché nickname.

"If you will interrogate me for information then lets keep recorders out of it." I respond with a simple smile trying to hide my worry.

"Please don't see this as an interrogation and how did you figure out about the recorder?" he asks as he pulls out one of those recorder pens from a pocket inside his jacket.

"The same way I can do what I do." I remark trying not to give anything away obviously.

"Well okay then I'll just toss this to the other side of the room." he then threw it in a corner, but I caught it mid-flight and turned the recorder off.

"Now we can 'talk' about the subject." I told him as I sat back down in my bed in this desolite room.

"Okay, thank you, but first what are you?" he then took out a notebook.

"Seriously now I'm questioning your sanity I'm human and always will be." I of course teleported beside him and grabbed the notebook out of his hand catching him off guard.

"Okay then, next question...can I have my notebook back?" he said with a measly smile forming on his face.

"No." I say sternly as I just give him a look that says something on the line of are you serious.right now.

"Fine, then the next question is...what will you do with your gift and why?" he says while narrowing his eyes like this is some sort of crime drama.

"I plan on...nothing, I have no reason to do illegal things I know the pain of lose, so inflicting that on others wouldn't help me in any way...in fact it would be hurting me. I don't want to be a hero because seriously just look at me I don't fit the part...besides teleporting is an ability for running away or being a ghost it's only useful for spying which is something I don't care for." I justify while holding his notebook while doodling something, but he looks serious like I'm writing something important.

"That makes sense, but what will you do when you leave the hospital you can't live here forever you only have a month left before they have to throw into the streets?" he says, but what caught me off guard was the fact that he knew my birthday and my age...He's been researching me like I'm an animal!

"I will be someone that creates art probably I'd go to impossible places and then draw art from that view point to sell, but that's boring to me so I'm thinking of something else at the moment." I conclude though I'm still unsure what to do.

"How about we head to the cosplay convention next month you can be Ticci Toby and play all dramatic maybe som good will happen that'll change the way you think...we all need the small things to understand the others." he suggests getting a bit sentimental at the end, but honestly I don't care to much or at least I don't show it.

"Ya...that sounds nice."