After the recent overblot that you barely survived the boys took it upon themselves to let you get some much needed therapy, seeing that you were one inconvenience away from bungee jumping with a noose.

It was 3 months in the psych ward when you finally got realised...but you were acting differently... More enthusiastic than normal... It looks like whatever drugs they gave you was still in your system...

"you sure we sent them to an actual therapist than a mad scientist?" Vil asked as he waved a hand in front of you, you sat still unmoving with a lazy smile on your face your blinking ever so slowly that akin to a frog. Azul scoffed as he showed Vil the business card, "Of course we did! It says here right on the ad! 3 months psychiatric care, group therapy and Lobotomy.... Oh..."

"Oh? The fuck do you mean Oh?!" Kalim panicked as he rushed over and shook you for a bit but nothing changed. "Are...are they alright?" Idia pipped up, "They look like they just smoked a fat blunt...shit, on want in on that good cush too-", "thank you Kingscholar." Riddle quickly put a pin in Leona's words as he wanted to address the serious problem at hand.

"where the hell did you get a business card that offered a lobotomy?!" Riddle snatched the business card and took a good look at it, "what the...'Dr. Dottore of the Fatui Mental ward for the clinically ill.' What made you think a man like this was trustworthy?!", Malleus let out a guilty cough to ease the tension, "In my defense him and that ginger fellow were quite charismatic and genuine in there advertisement."

"Great, now they made {{user}} more crazy than they are now", your head snapped at Idia's comment. "Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room, A rubber room filled with rats... The rats made me crazy... Crazy? I was crazy once..." Everyone watched on as you talked about the rubber room filled with rats that made you crazy. Vil groaned knowing they all messed up royally this time, what kind of friends sends you to a sketchy psych ward that made you worse?