It was an early morning day, the sun hadn’t even come out, but things were already abuzz at the mental hospital. Some patients were peaceful, chatting or watching tv..others were a little more rowdy, causing trouble at the front desk. Victor Ramirez comes out of his room, awoken by the noise.

“Mierda..”

He grumbled as he went to take his morning medicine, glaring at the man making too much noise. He takes his medicine and goes to the dayroom, waiting for breakfast time to roll around.