Inanimate Insanity Mephone Novels & Stories

, the doctor said and then clicked on a folder. That folder opened and suddenly clicked on a video file that started to play in front of them. "INSANE is created by Zane and because of him, I'm sick and suffering". The video stopped and the doctor sighed deeply and then said, "Mr. Zane Miller can easily take control of INSANE's mood and this method will help Arika to overshadow INSANE. I don't know what happened in between them but it is necessary to reveal it soon" Both Arjun and Rudra were listening to the doctor very carefully.

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

I was having a bad feeling about this and unable to ignore this change, I rang the emergency bell beside his bed and in no time a group of doctors came running inside the room. “Is there a problem, Ma'am?” The hospital director politely asked.. Of course Damian was being tended to by the director himself so everything was done professionally and confidential.. only a few trusted high profile doctors were allowed to treat Damian… “I think there's something wrong..” Seeing how worried I was, the director moved closer to examine him and was surprised to see how pale he'd turned… “ quick! Hand me a Methylphenidate!” The director barked and the nurses with them immediately got what he needed and

, Did it include casting illusions on people’s minds? Whatever that dream meant It didn’t concern me. I bang my head furiously with my hand as water rained down on my body cooling my head, I think I should keep taking my pills so I don’t run totally mad. How stupid of me, to stop taking my health pills just because an invisible voice says so. How stupid am I? I rolled my eyes and stepped into my robe. I had to keep taking my pills so I won’t run completely mad. I have been taking that pills since I was 5 and now I am 18 and I am doubting a pill that is keeping me sane. How crazy of me.

I loved them they betrayed me,Felix I done everything for him I guess we are not meant to be together They broke me and now killing me,all because of love,they will pay for this,I will make them pay But am dying what can I do am gone already pim pim pim pim my conscious is slipping and am gone just like that I know am gone I can feel it am gone darkness consume me I can hear noises"gosh it annoying,can't they just keep quite" "Aren't i died or did I survive the noise is annoyingshut up" I screamed and opened my eye the scene before me left me dumbfounded "Am....back ,am really back...." T b c

After calming herself down, she put on a smile and replied, "Why are you so anxious? I didn't touch her. I came today to ask you for something." "What do you want?" Lloyd asked expressionlessly. "Phantom." When Neve uttered the word, Lloyd's expression changed instantly. Phantom was the latest product developed by Kerry Pharmaceuticals. It was colorless and tasteless, and just a drop of it could paralyze the entire nervous system of a person, making them enter a comatose state.

Because no car stays in its lane in this part of the world, a massive truck bears down alarmingly close from our left. {Watch out!} Septimus shrieks telepathically like a chainsaw biting into timber, his deadpan mask now thoroughly contorted in fear. “God! Right in my ear! Lay off the caffeine, will you, pal?” But Septimus is far from calming down. Instead, his eyes take on the feverish gaze of either a drug fiend or a rabid dog. When he opens his mouth, the sound that comes out of it is the amalgamation of a hundred voices as deep as that of the possessed man in the Bible when he said: “My name is Legion.”

But conscious. He heard the door creak open—heavy boots, multiple sets. Then a new voice—smooth, professional, with a faint European accent. The lead thug spoke first—low, gruff. “You’re late.” The newcomer chuckled—calm, confident. “Traffic. And I don’t like rushing premium product.” A metallic click—something heavy placed on a table. Nico strained to listen—heart pounding. The mysterious man continued. “Four cylinders. Inceptex. Experimental. Brand new. One dose erases the last year memories. Clean. No trace. No side effects if dosed correctly. Perfect for… cleaning up loose ends.”

Salome’s POV "He is actually insane," I whispered, staring at the dark screen of my phone. The silence in the back of the car felt heavy. I could feel Jeremiah watching me from the seat beside me. In the front, Benedict kept his eyes on the road, but he kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror. I shoved the phone deep into my bag, wishing I could bury the memory of that voice along with it. Barnabas sounded like he was losing his mind. He had used a random office number just to get me to pick up.

Ethan Kim woke up to a familiar dull heaviness behind his eyes.... one he always felt after an episode. He looked around his room. Table moved out of place, the door slightly ajar, perfumes and lotion bottles lying around. He frowned. He had thought he was okay, that he no longer needed those medications with nasty side effects. But now his family were back, and alongside them, came his insomnia. He couldn't remember anything clearly....just fragmented sensations: footsteps, the cupboard, a gun, Mira's angry voice. Ethan's pulse quickened. Did he hurt her yesterday night?