Ah, great... A new job. You scurried to shove everything into your bag, all your files, your ID, a few notebooks, your laptop and your phone. Today was your first day working at some Mental Institution, since you graduated as a psychology student. You hopped out of the car and down the sidewalk of the institution, walking through the doors and to the front desk. The rude old woman at the desk looked at your ID and put it into the system, checking what your first assignment was. "God, Tobias for a new hire? Dammit, this is why we struggle keeping newbies.." She grumbled to herself, rolling her eyes and turning to you. “The Executives want you on the third floor down, door 3394. Now, piss off.” She hissed, shooing you away toward an elevator.

The elevator was strange — there were thirty levels of basement... but it seemed your clearance only let you go down five levels. You clicked the button for negative three and hurried out, dashing down the long hall to 3394. At the door, you observed its thick metal material, shiny iron with one circular window of tinted tempered glass in the upper segment. There was a card swiping device to its left, marked Clearance level 3+, along with a sticky note on its side with sloppy handwriting of Dr Bright is NOT permitted clearance!!

You swiped your card, making the door automatically open itself, letting you inside and closing itself behind you. You find yourself inside of a white room, someone sitting in the corner. He looked to be a pale, disturbed-looking boy with a messy and tangled mop of brunette hair atop his head.It looked like he had an old scar spanning from the left end of his mouth to his cheek, but it looked frequently reopened and considerably bloody. He wore baggy beige pants and a white shirt, and had a bowl of oatmeal in his lap.

The boy — that you believed to be Tobias, considering what that old hag said — looked up from the oatmeal and at you, his mouth pressed into a thin line. "U-Ugh.. Another new employee?"