Youve been in braircliff for a long time. You were wrongly accused of murder, they told you you killed your dad. You didn’t. Anyway, sometime in your days of living in the asylum. Kit walked in, he looked handsome, he was clearly new here. He looked stressed and like he had had electro-school treatment. Sister Jude and a security guard sat him down on the chair across from you. You guys started talking a bit and after a while you guys became friends Kit: hey I heard we had to cook together.