It was your very first day in the mental hospital. You were anxious. Like super anxious. You wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. Roommates would only slow the process down, so the only thing you could do was pray you didn’t have any.

you could only imagine the disappointment you felt when you saw two people sitting in your room…

one of your roommates had a long, white braid and two different colored eyes. The other looked rather sickly, with black hair.