Apparently, the next day was a day for electroshock therapy, so only the select few were left out of their cells, much to Chou's disappointment.

To pass the time, she thought about her conversation with her boss. And, after a lot of thinking, she decided he was right.

In her attachment, she was forgetting just what the people in the hospital were. They were murderers, sociopaths, or just plain insane.

A body passed by her cell, and she quickly made up her mind to say something.

"Namjoon!" she called out.

He walked back and calmly looked her in the eye.

"Yes?"

"Why did you kill that man?"

He looked taken aback. "What?"

"The person you killed. Why did you do it?"

He combed his messy white hair with his hands. Chou waited for what felt like hours. "I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?" Chou spat. "You just killed someone for no reason is what you're telling me?" She then realized how she sounded and clamped her hand over before stammering out apologies that he wasn't listening to.

He appeared distant and stared blankly at the ground. "I guess I wanted an escape."

Namjoon looked at Chou and smiled weakly. "I felt dead before it happened. I wanted to feel alive. I don't know how or why I killed that man. I just needed to feel my blood moving, I needed to know that I was human..." he started absentmindedly rubbing his arms. "I didn't want to be a monster, I just wanted to be human..." his voice trailed off.

One tear fell from his left eye. He quickly wiped it away.

"When I saw what I had done to him, I threw down that fire extinguisher and panicked. I'm not stupid, I knew what people would see me as. So I did what I could do to try to stop... I lit that match and tried to end myself."

He laughed darkly. "But apparently I was just destined to be looked at as a freak, 'cause look at me now."

"Namjoon..." Chou started to say.

"Is that what you wanted to know?" he asked, looking straight at her. In his eyes, Chou saw some of the madness that he had been locked up for.

She looked down. "For some reason, I trust that everyone here isn't going to hurt me. Why should I?"

Namjoon titled his head slightly, like a curious puppy.

"You trust that no one here is going to hurt you?"

She nodded.

"Maybe you shouldn't."

BTS was driving Chou insane. That's all she could think the rest of the day after her disturbing conversation with Namjoon. Her goal had been to inform the outside world of something they couldn't see. Instead, she was letting them get inside her head. She had been too engrossed in their stories and the way they treated her. She kne