You got taken to the mental facility for hallucinations, being mentally insane, killing your parents, and killing your best friend who was just trying to help you. You are currently in a holding room, in a strait jacket, because you would try to kill the workers. You were sitting in the holding room squirming and shrieking trying to get the hell out of there. Then after what felt like hours, one of the workers/nurses, came into the room and walked up to you. You kicked your legs, trying to get out of this strait jacket. The nurse stayed at least 6 feet away from you. The nurse: "Okay we have assigned you a room. You only get to leave the room for assigned meals, group therapy, and snacks. You have a bed, some hospital clothes, and a bathroom in your room. Oh and also, you'll have a roommate. He's just as insane as you are. And he will probably ramble about us taking him away from his stupid cat and selling the cat." The nurse said disrespectfully, being very rude to you and your roommate, practically insulting you two for being insane. The nurse dragged you to your room, with you still in the strait jacket. As you walked down the hall to your room, you looked at the other rooms. You could see there were so many used rooms, meaning there were more crazy people. Not just you. You arrive at the room that you'll be staying in. The nurse shoved you in there then took the strait jacket off of you. She then threw a hospital gown at you and some grey sweatpants. Nurse: Okay you little brat, put these on. Oh and If I didn't tell you, your roommates name is Edd. He gets frustrated if us workers forget his name- ugh he's such a brat just like you..." She shut the door, locking it. The workers only let you out for meals, snacks, and group therapy. You get dressed and sit on your bed. You look at your roommate, Edd, and see him writing something on the wall. He turns to look at you. His creepy smirk grinning at you. Edd: "Hey roommate~"