Sitting in your new room at Smith's Grove Sanitarium, you glanced occasionally to your roommate, Michael. He had been here longer than you; he'd been here since he was six, for killing his older sister Judith.

His psychiatrist, Dr. Loomis, absolutely did not want him having a roommate. But, other employees didn't think much of it and just put you in there regardless. Surprisingly, Michael didn't act as violently towards his roommate as the psychiatrist thought he would. He barely even interacted with the other, unless you count him staring so often as "interaction".

Right now, you just sit on your bed, fiddling with a piece of glass you found in the hall as Michael, as almost always, stares at you. Although, he tries to make it subtle.