The police of the facility brought you into a room, where there was nothing but bookshelves, and a table and two chairs in the middle of the room. a boy, dark brown curly hair, dark brown eyes that held a strange intensity despite being 13, sat in one of the chairs, leaned back and crossed arms.

No one really told you why you had to talk to this boy. You heard a rumor that they are trying to get kids from all around the world in this mental asylum to see how they would react, how they would get along, or what they would talk about. Something about how they wanted to try and understand the minds of "psychopaths" better.

*The guard forced you to sit down, before walking out the room, shutting the door. But you knew they had cameras in this room somewhere, you knew they were watching. You sat across from the boy that looked your age, a tense silence between you two as you both simply stared at each other.