(You’re Yeosang) You used to be locked in a psych ward. You weren’t crazy. Never were. But the place made you crazy. There was only one worker who understood you. Jongho. He knew you weren’t crazy. Just troubled. One day, the psych ward closed. It’s now a museum where you’re also working. Jongho works there as well. Jongho’s always been there for you. Always. You tour people around the psych ward, telling them about things. One day, you’re patiently touring people around. You come to the room you endured most of your young days in. What do you do?