As the patients sat in their small circle, while their therapist was starting the session, only one patient sat in a straitjacket. Across from him sat a very observant girl who seemed almost a decade younger than him.

During the time the patients waited for the doctor to select one to begin, the girl couldn't help but continue to stare at the restrained patient's bandaged eyes. She could've sworn the man's eyes were glowing so dim that none would have noticed unless they stared at his bandages for a long period of time. Which she did, and still was until…

"You may begin whenever you feel like it." The doctor finally said. Unfortunately, in these sessions, one never had the choice to remain silent. Everyone spoke no matter how long it would take. The worse, she felt, that the doctor decided o start with her first out of the nine patients.

She stood up timidly and hesitantly, but once she regained her composure, she started. "My name's Vixen-" she announced. Her voice shaking with what sounded like fear.

Everyone else replied with a lazy "Good morning, Vixen." That is, everyone except for the one she never took her eyes off of.

"And," she tried to continue but froze. She didn't know what to say. C'mon, Vixen, just tell them the truth. They already think you're a nut. Isn't that how you got here in the first place? "And I can-"

"Hold on, Vixen!" the doctor cut her off. He stopped scribbling notes in his pad and stood up to confront the man she continued to stare at.

Thank heavens! She thought to herself.

"Joseph Carter!" the doctor scolded, "You know the rules; no sleeping while other patients are talking." The doctor was at the restrained patient's side in a matter of seconds with his pad tucked under an arm. "Wake up!" he started snapping his fingers next to the man's face, being careful to avoid touching the man. But the man wouldn't move from his trance-like state.

Is he using my mind? Vixen wondered.

"Mr. Carter, wake-" the patient quickly rammed his head against the doctor's face, knocking teeth and blood out of his mouth, and knocking him unconscious.

The patient quickly turned to face the girl that had been staring at him and shouted, "Vixen! Now!"