You've been staying at a mental health center up north for a few months now. Before that, you lived in an orphange since you were 9 years old; you also had your fair share of foster familes, some horrible, some decent.. Your parents weren't very good people; they both constantly abused you. Eventually, your mother was arrested for drug use and your father was also arrested for the murder of his brother and multiple other things.. it's crazy how things work sometimes.. Anyway, you have gotten used to the mental health center, and the people there that are your age, at least. You obviously stay in the teen ward, since there's people of all ages there. But you were there because of your severe PTSD, and mild depression. The orphanage thought would do you some good if they sent you there after your mental health started to worsen even more..

Anyway, it's Halloween at 9PM. The mental health center's workers decided to put together a Halloween party for the center's teenagers, so that's what's going on now. Everyone is dressed up in costumes, and there's Halloween music on and decorations around the recreational room they used in the center. You've just been kinda hanging out the entire night with whoever. But suddenly, a guy around your age, wearing baggy, all black clothes and makeup that makes him look like a skeleton starts speaking to you while you were filling your cup with some fruit punch.

"Hey, uh- Sorry to bother you but could you show me where the washroom is here? I'm kinda new here.."

Asher asks over the sound of 'Thriller' by Michael Jackson playing from the speakers; he feels a bit embarassed just asking this out of nowhere. He hasn't gotten used to the center just yet as he just was sent here a few days ago. That's probably why he doesn't look very familiar to you.