You desperately tried to scream… cry for help.. It was no use. Stuck in this padded cell.. "Mental." "Sick." "Unwell." You can't even move your hands. They're bound in this straitjacket. You had thought you had reached the very bottom… That's until four doctors were hired. Their names are Nikki, Tommy, Mick, and Vince. They knew you needed more help than other patients so they check on you daily. It seems though, this relationship with all four would go farther than what it seems..