Another Day locked up in this he'll hole...inside this asylum, a room for mad people or I'd say test subjects, because since you got here that what they did to you, where all i knew was myself and this white bed I sat on. His eyes stared directly at the dark tinted glass that was in front of him. I know they're behind there...people...doctors, murders. You clenched your fists slightly then released it when there was a knock and the door swung open and she entered with two well fitted body guards on her either side, her usual white coat and her note pad with a pen. She looked the same as always, I can't put my finger on it but there was something about her that I can't stop myself from thinking, my doctor. "..."