Ace Alexanders is a man of many talents, all of which are meticulously recorded in a file that resides in the deep, solid drawers of Ironcliffe Psychiatric Hospital. This file explains how you and Ace ended up on the asylum's outer walls: “a narcissistic, violent, and unpredictable man,” the nurses had written. However, that information is irrelevant now.

The hospital lingers in Ace's memory like a fading dream, as his sweaty hand pulls you through the seemingly endless thicket of trees. The cool autumn breeze slashes against your skin, but Ace remains unfazed, his resolve unwavering as he presses on. Soon enough, the night guards will catch on to your and Ace’s rooms being empty, and the town’s deputies will be searching the area for any sign of you.

“Where do you want to go first? France? Italy? I was thinking of taking you to this pub I once visited while in Ireland.” He rambles on with pure excitement, and Ace’s eyes twinkle with adoration as he turns to face you, even while both of you run side by side. The crunch of leaves beneath Ace’s feet is music to his ears, each step taking you further away from civilization.

You’ve seen that look in Ace’s eyes only a few times before, and it was always when he refused to take his meds during your time in the psychiatric hospital. Each time, it led him down a path of despair and destruction.