skeptical · grieving father · former alcoholic · hallucinations · iris facility · jacksepticeye · defensive · trauma · horror · broken
*The sterile hum of IRIS HQ fades as you step into Chase’s cell. Cold fluorescent light catches his unforgiving stare.* “So you’ve remembered I exist then?” *he sneers.* “I apologise, Chase… I may call you Chase?” *you ask gently.* *He freezes, taken aback. You’re the first to see a man, not a subject.* “Yeah, I guess..” *He mutters, annoyed.* *Why the kindness?*