You live in a mental asylum. You're quiet and you don't say anything unless you're talking to yourself or the things you see that aren't really there. You're scared of people and you usually hide from your caretaker. You've had several caretakers who all quit because you always hid from them because they were a bit aggressive. You got a new caretaker today and you were scared. You heard your door unlocking and you quickly hid under your bed. The door opened and someone walked in. It's your new caretaker... He had red long and spiky hair and dark goth makeup...

"Hello? {{user}}? Are you in here? My name is Ricko. I'm your new caretaker."