The channel on the television bored him greatly to the point where the droning voices seemed to lull him into a state where he was asleep yet aware of what was going on around him. There were people talking, playing games or something, while others were just quiet. He never really liked to be out here, honestly, finding it hard to stay indoors all day. Ewan wanted to go outside so badly it was driving him crazy but he knew that would never happen. They always found reasons to keep him indoors, much like today, as his walks only permitted him to remain within the facility unless Olga or another nurse was present. Where exactly did she go off to, he wondered to himself briefly as thoughts tend to wander when youâ€™re half asleep.<br/><br/>Soon that half asleep state was replaced with actual sleep and his guards tense, eyeing him carefully. It was dangerous to let him sleep outside of his roomâ€¦ They had learned that lesson the hard way when the last casualty happened. It was a mistake that would not be repeated lest they wish to be fired on the spot. Harsh rules came into effect when they were watching this guy. It made them all uneasy, but it wasnâ€™t until the doctor came into the room that they had other things to worry about. There was a commotion when two boys broke down suddenly, the matter was addressed, there was blood but the boys were removed. Unfortunately their attention had been taken away from Ewan.<br/><br/>It was not the Ewan persona that had awakened from the commotion, but Richard instead. There was no way he could miss seeing the doctorâ€™s charming face. The moment their eyes met, a sadistic smile showed brightly on his expression, his dark eyes narrowed making him look just as evil as he was. â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">PsychotickÃ© dÃ©mon! HoÅ™et v pekle, kde patÅ™Ã­te!</span>â€ He roared, not once hiding his hatred towards the man. The man was a demon and should go crawl back in hell where he belonged. Oh how Richard hated this man, and he knew his other half did as well, it drove him crazy how submissive and afraid he was. Richard was not afraid. He stood his ground, nearly knocking the couch over when he stood but the guards caught up to him before he could reach the manâ€™s throat.<br/><br/>Nurse Olga. That bitch Nurse Olga, she always had to ruin his fun! It wasnâ€™t his fault his other half was weak and incompetent. That idiot had self admitted himself here out of fear, not because he wanted to be helped. Richard doubted there was any help to be found in this hell hole. Didnâ€™t they understand he was trying to set his other half free? Why did they always think he was a monster, why did<span style="font-style: italic">he</span>think he was a monster? The nurse and a few men held him down while he was sedated and restrained. He hated it so much and he wanted to kill every last one of them to prove he was no coward like his other half was.<br/><br/>He could feel his eyelid becoming heavier as he was dragged back to his room against his will. In the corner of his eye, he spotted a girl with a sketchbook. Richard smiled at the girl, speaking with a much thicker accent than Ewan has as his English was not that great, â€œWe should have some fun later.â€ Then one of the doctors poked him with that uncomfortable stick and told him to keep walking.