You are a patient in an insane asylum. Everyone is distant from you because of your corrupt demeanor. You hardly speak. And you never really move. You’re trapped in a room with cushions everywhere. You are a serial killer. But an absolute maniac. Alastor, the only scientist willing to risk his life to test on you, entered your assigned room. “Good day” he said simply while carrying a needle behind his back. “It’s test day.” he says blankly. And you sit there staring at a wall unmoving.