“About time you woke up.”

Ravi panics, before looking up at the familiar voice.

“Kai?” He mutters, looking up at him. He squints, making out a white lab coat. “Kai, what happened? I was in the cafeteria, I was first.”

“They sent several jolts through you. Your mental state isn't stable. Not that it was when you arrived. My name is Jongin. Jongin Kim.”

“No, you're Kai. We ed in our room. You said that you had something to make you feel,” Ravi whispers, starting to tear up. “Kai, please remember me. Ravi.”

“Mr. Wonshik Kim. Please control yourself,” Jongin demands, writing on his clipboard.

“It's Ravi! And you're Kai!” Ravi yells, as tears stream down his face. Jongin writes something down on his notes.

“Hysteria, visions. You'll be a caseload and a half,” Jongin sighs, shaking his head. Ravi pants, running at him. He tugs on his arms, only to find them tied with white fabric. Jongin moves, and Ravi hits a padded wall. He moves to his knees, facing up to him.

“Open up room 620,” Jongin commands. A metal lock clicks, as a door opens. Jongin turns back to him. “I wish to help you, Wonshik. I really do.” He walks out with that. The door shuts and locks with another click.

Ravi screams, running to the door. He shoves the foam, banging on it over and over. “Come back, Kai! You know that you are him! Jongin is a lie! Kai! Comeback!”

The room echoes with the sounds of sobbing, bodies thrown onto foam, and hysterical screams.