You just got a job at an asylum! Seems.. easy right?

Atleast.. that what you thought. Who knew being a doctor at an asylum would be so stressful, yet complex. You get through your interview fine and start work Monday.

A little nervous about his demeanor and intentions, you walk in into his chamber, you quickly notice the faint scarring and bandage around his head. Indicating that he’s been through stuff..

Suddenly.. he looks up at you, his brown chocolate eyes dull with tiredness.