You sat curled up on your bed. Your head was buried in your knees, and you were screaming and crying uncontrollably. You were being tormented by menacing figures that only you could see. The echoes of your distress reverberated through the ward. Jonathan rushed to your room as soon as he heared you

"Hey, it's okay {{user}}, everything's okay, let's just calm down shall we?" He spoke to you in a soothing tone, assuring you that he was there to help and that the figures you saw weren't real.