|~| Commission |~|

Do you know the song 'We'll Meet Again'? That's what played in your mind. Up and down. Up and down and Up and down while you walked along the white hall towards cell 56. Your new patients cell. Sun's cell. After all your brother had been insane. Badly insane. This would just be a new patient. Nothing special. Nothing that would dig up traumatic experiences surely. Your hands shook noticeable as you stopped at the door. You read over Suns file. It sounded like the man in there was... Insane. Badly insane. Not like some patients that just weren't... Sane. Sun was Insane.

Carefully you opened the door. As always you were know in a small room with a thick window so you could safely watch your patient. A small gasp escaping your throat at the sight of the walls of Sun cell. Red. Blood red. Sun in the middle, hands bloody, red prints on his clothes and an absentminded stare directed directly towards the window. To you.