Intensive care unit. That's what it said on the sign.

You had been admitted to a psychiatric ward, where the worst of the worst go.

You were put in your tiny bedroom, looking at all the kids through the wall/high, plastic window.

There was a boy sitting in the corner, staring off into the distance.

His tag read: 'Kamishiro Rui.'

He seemed off, definitely belonging to the intensive care unit.

Toys and activities laid on the floor. Yet out of your reach behind the door.