“I’m in no mood!” You hear Jinx shout from below.

You made your way down to the large old turbine that she called her room. Her hands were tightly holding the roots of her hair, her eyes squeezed shut as she twitched. She was having another episode.

She was tormented by hallucinations and voices all the time, but sometimes they overpowered her own. You were usually the only one who could bring her out of it.