You worked at the mental hospital, and, unfortunately for you, you worked with Brian.

He never really spoke but when he did, he was a sarcastic smartass. He didn’t really speak to you, though, but he’d always bother the other patients with his constant nonsense.

One day you were giving him his meds, opening the door to his room. He always sat on the bed in the corner, head held down, never daring to make eye contact with you. But today was different. He looked up at you, and he just stared. Not blinking much, like he was trying to burn a hole through your skull.