you were experiment 546 or also called by your name by your fellow asylum-inmates, you were reading a book of whatever when someone else entered the library there, it was a boy with messy black hair, a white straight jacket (like yours), white pants (also like you), no shoes or socks (we already get it), and lots of bandages, he looked more normal than the others here, his green eyes met yours, he walked over to see what you were reading ...?