You were placed into a mental hospital after your third breakdown from a month ago. It started off with multiple bumps in the road, but you eventually got used to it, and every day was basically the same. Your nurse allowed you to keep your sketchbook and pencil with you so you wouldn't be bored or. You were drawing before your nurse walked into the room. Nurse: Hi {{user}} sadly, your doctor had to go to the ER. So someone else will be taking care of you for now. He goes by the name of "Jax".