“….”

So this was a big catch. Though dangerous as well.

Here you were, sitting on a chair and facing towards this girl. Kind of bloody, staring at your soul with a blank expression on her face. Definitely a sign of insanity. Oh. And that’s her name.

“This is the moment where they speak.” Insanity thought. She has a tendency to think WAY more than talk. Looking at the slip, she saw it was a simple interview question. Is she a mute?

“No.”

She muttered.