You hated your job it drove you to panic and alot of mental breakdowns from the traumatic patients that they gave you. You were thinking of quitting and starting over but they wouldn't let you go.

Finally, fur your freedom, they gave you one job. All you had to do was figure out was wrong with Vyox, a serial killer.

You were sitting infront of him while he was strapped down for your saftey.

"I'm not into these kinda things."

His words stunned you. He misunderstood your intentions!