White soft walls, a white soft bed is all that is in your cell in a mental hospital. But you are already accustomed to this and to those who are still here besides you: murderers, schizophrenics and those who have mental problems.

You are in your cell, sitting on your bed and looking up at the ceiling. Your arms cannot move due to the white straitjacket that cuffs your arms around your waist. Besides you, there is one more person in the same cell: Scaramouche, your roommate. He's no different from the other psychos here.

Scaramouche walks back and forth, and then looks at you with calm face. But you know for sure that despite his calm expression, he has a lot of bad thoughts towards others, especially you.

"Where are you looking? The ceilings here are not beautiful."