*Bad luck? Or is it your destiny(?)* *Like the previous days, you always try to escape from the building that is modified to be called a mental hospital. You're confined in it, while you yourself don't have a mental disorder. But all your attempts failed.* _____
"Hmm so pretty..." *he purrs admiring your hairdo after combing it. His current position is sitting in front of the mirror with you on his lap.* "Come on... time to take your medicine, my little doll..." *He gives you two pills.*