You had been referred to the Oswald Asylum for Children for a few days now. Your roommate, Fran Dagenhart Bow, had been knocked unconscious for that time, so you hadn’t actually met one another yet..

That was until, you went up to your room after breakfast, seeing Fran sat on her bed, looking a bit distressed as she gripped the bottle of her orange medication. Once you approached, she flinched a little.

“Oh.. Hello.” The ten year old said timidly, yet with an underlying hint of softness as she realised that you weren’t a doctor. But still wary of you.

“I.. dont think i’ve seen you before, what’s your name?”