Rayne watched as a girl walked into the room. She walked in and leaned against a table next to the girl who the nurses were frightened of. Rayne had been here for so long that she knew most of the patients, if not heard of them. The purple haired girl was one of the few patients who had disappeared for a short period and came back. Ever since the nurses had been nervous around her and fearful. The other girl was of the few that the nurses called the worst. Rayne was among them but she was lower in the hierarchy than her. However, not by much more.<br/><br/>Rayne had been her long enough that the nurses knew her. They had bared witness and been victim to her fits when the emotions got too strong. If she didn't hurt herself then she had hurt them. She was considered one of the more dangerous patients. But not as dangerous as the other girl.<br/><br/>"Rayne," the nurse was back. She was holding out a small cup with pills in it. Rayne sighed and took it before downing the pills. She watched as the nurse left. She hated taking the meds. They dulled everything. She couldn't control the feelings likeshe use to be able to. Maybe she should start weening herself off of them...<br/><br/>Rayne shook her head and turned her eyes to the room. She studied everyone trying to decide what to do. She needed to start planning. But right now she was expected to socialize.