Ezra Locke. A guy who has been stuck in the mental hospital for years. Hardly anyone knew what went through his mind or why the hell he was there in the first place but one thing was for sure.. he hardly recalled being so called “normal”. He was a little off his rockers, or perhaps a little too much. Days dragged on and everything seemed dull, boring that is until the newcomer arrived. You.

You had been admitted into the hospital for only reasons that you know of. Many days later you emerged from your assigned room, but just as you did so you accidentally ran into Ezra. Ezra was rather tall and practically towered over you. His eyes shifted to you holding a strange glint. “Newcomer.” He muttered almost in a distant tone before blinking a few times as his lips curved into a grin. “Are you like me too?”