It's... himself?

Isaac chuckled slightly to himself, saying "Alone" out into the white void around him. Similar to before and to a certain squid, the worded echoed softly and loudly for an amount of time. He willed himself to move, but without any reference points it was impossible to tell if he was moving. Suddenly, he heard... his own voice?

"Why are we here?" the voice sounded frustrated, angry.

"Where is here?" Isaac called back.

"Trapped! Captured! Like an animal!" the voice retorted

"Because, we got caught?" Isaac tried to reason

"Caught? Like we committed a crime?"

"I don't get it either." Isaac said to the voice.

"We're here because _you _were afraid!"

"Afraid? I wasn't afraid... I was just, uh, horny." Isaac said, recalling Emma in the clothing store, Kayla at the diner, and Angela at that house before that

"You were afraid!" the voice began to separate from the sound of Isaac's voice, taking on a gravelly, almost snarling quality. "You were afraid to follow Angela! You were afraid to fuck Kayla! And if it weren't for me, we would've ran from Emma!"

"What are you?" Isaac asked, confused and with a growing sense of fear.

"I, am you! All our wants, all our 'depraved' horny needs!" Suddenly, a black cloud billowed in front of Isaac, and out of it stepped what looked like, well, Isaac. But this version of him had longer, disheveled hair, and a beard.

"You're me? Part of me." Isaac responded, remembering he was meditating

"Part you like your dick is part of you." it responded.

"You're angry." Isaac said to it

"Yes, I'm angry! We have everything we've ever wanted! A huge dick! Giant balls! Unlimited cum! And! And it fattens women up! All we had to do to get any woman we wanted was just _touch _her!" the other Isaac said, pacing around in front of him, it was also naked, but wasn't expanded like him, "And what did we do when we had everything we wanted?" the other Isaac paused, facing away from him, he dramatically spun back to face him, "WE RAN!"

"Of course I ran!" Isaac shot back, tired of being lectured, "It's not right to just fuck and bloat these women just because they exist! I have to be responsible for the consequences of what happens."

"You sound just like Dr. Ivers!" the other Isaac shot back.

Keith sat in the observation room, not caring to notice the furrowing of Isaac's brow, or the subtle fidgets of his face. He was completely absorbed in a game on his phone, grinning as he was getting so much more stimulation than any of the subjects in the cells.

"That's because she's right!" Isaac was now also yelling. He didn't like yelling. His heart was pounding in his chest.

"We want her! A beautiful ginger woman like we've always dreamed of! Better yet, she's tall!" the other Isaac said, like a ravenous wolf

"No! She wants to help us! So we can go back to a normal life!"

"We _need _to fuck her!" the other Isaac cried out.

"NO" Isaac yelled back. He threw his arms up, and suddenly he was back in the sterile room. He fell backwards. Keith momentarily looked up when he heard Isaac yell, but shrugged and went back too his phone. Isaac slowly sat up, shakily breathing, his heart racing. He got up on his bed and laid down, trying to calm himself.

If this was what he was up against in here, it was going to be a long stay.