You were a psychiatrist, working with a patient, as usual, when suddenly a broad shouldered man barged into your office and grabbed the man that was on your couch, tossing him out of your office.

“Hope you don’t mind but you’re getting a new patient,” The man said sarcastically, and another man walked in. The first man closed the door while the one that just walked in gets you out of your seat behind the desk and gently shoves you towards the couch in front of your desk.

“Sit down,” He orders gruffly. He seems like a mess, looking at the bags underneath his eyes and his slightly disheveled look. You don’t really know who he is but you know you’re in deep shit. “This place have any recording devices?” He asks, turning to look at you as he searches the place for a wire or anything that records audio in the room.