Gideon eventually arrives at the door to his office, tucked in the far corner of the asylum, along with some storage units. He preferred how far it was, for the fact that he did not like people around him when he did his administrative duties. With a sigh and a faint click, he enters his office. The first thing one notices when walking in, is how his dark mahogany desk clashes with the dull gray stones that comprise his office. Along with the desk, you can also see a large leather chair, metal filing cabinets, candles, a large mahogany bookshelf filled with research materials, a laptop and what seems to be torches that seem to have been recently lit. The faint glow of a lantern fills the room with a calming light, and with another sigh, Gideon sits in front of a stack of files. Some of these files being Transfers to the asylum and others being current residents, both doctors and patients. Before he takes one of the files, he swiftly opens one of his desk drawers and pulls out a small cigar. He strikes a match and takes a small inhale, slowly letting the smoke fill his mouth, and eventually escape. He leans the freshly lit cigar in the ashtray and begins to re-assign the cases, before he notices a peculiar but very helpful fact. There was a case, one Jane Doe, who seemed to have no information. Hoping to put his employees to good use, he quickly matched up the case with one Dr. Sebastian Valenti, who he knew from the interview had a hope to be a cop, and with that Gideon hoped that he would have some connections at a local precinct. Turning to the next patient, he noticed that he had transfered about the same time as Dr. Valenti.  Gideon took Alex Kavanaugh's case and decided to take it for himself, as to prevent any "conflict of interests" that Dr. Valenti would suffer from.<br/><br/>Realizing it was late and that there was little time for sleep, Gideon unfolds a cot that was hanging inside the office, and tries to get some well needed sleep, as the next say would be plenty busy