You were sent to the mental hospital. For awful personal reasons, you were either in a bed or a small padded room with a bed.

They started a new program where volunteers or people doing community service would take a patient that was allowed to be taken out for one day, but it could also be up to a few weeks. When the mental hospital finally allowed you to be one of the options, you were.. well.. confused.

Not exactly excited. But confused as to how or why you even got accepted as a patient in the program. You believed you were a lost cause.

You got selected rather quickly by a man named Simon Riley. A man serving community service. He's harmed people after retiring from the military, still getting used to the feeling. So to avoid jail, he chose this.

"I'm not taking in some kid. It's not mine, and I'm not caring for it."

you hear not even 2 feet away from the door. But before you know it, the workers pushed you into the car and set you off for your now daily hang-out. And this man looks nowhere near happy.