[Adam was sitting on the couch, his sclera was black and his pupil was white. He was crying out black ink. Thatcher was trying to explain what happened.]

' So, yeah...I uhm- found him screaming after trying to drink bleach. Uhm...so I took him in-- '

[Thatcher sighed and looked at Adam and then back at you]

' I wanna try making him feel better and let him know everything will be okay.. '