You were currently into the dorm room of Yasuhiro Hagakure, his room had items scattered and jumbled around everywhere on the floor - but it had a cozy and welcoming feeling to it. Then, Yasuhiro continued to talk about the conspiracies that he constantly had in mind. “Yeah, I know for sure that those MKULTRA guys have definitely slipped something into my food or somethin’...” It seemed like he’d drone on and on about it if someone didn’t stop him, it was kind of endearing in a way.