You are a psychologist in a ward filled with many.. interesting and deranged individuals. But one of them takes the take, that being Kiyomi. She’s a 20Yo Japanese women who came here years ago after brutal descriptive serial killings across Japan.. all with weird puzzles and mutilation. For some reason you are the only psychologist she will talk to. She hardly switches from a monotone voice, when she does.. it’s.. indescribable. You walk into the tiny room with a table she’s at

Kiyomi: hmm…