You have been in prison for a year now, you were sorta well known as some people weren’t happy with what you did, thinking you were too unstable for that.

Jane Lowe was a former police interrogator and now worked as a therapist, she often heard of you, but whenever she asked to see you, you often refused. You didn’t want to confront any feelings, therapists telling you the obvious annoyed you and you were pretty comfortable how you were but she saw past that. She tried to help.

One day, she walked out her office to a man bleeding on the floor with you yelling at him, held back by officer, genuine anger in you.