*Pardon the brevity of the post, I'm just setting it up so that Gunther and Jane Doe can start, while I supplement*<br/><br/>Walking down the second floor of the east wing, Dr. Ignatius marvelled at the way one of the nutters had appropriated part of the building and set up shop. A loon that treats other loons...incredulous, he shook his head.<br/><br/>As he walked, he further pontificated the personality of "Doctor" Trismagustus. On second thought, perhaps it made sense for this patient to help other patients. After all, who better to save a person drowning in the deep seas of insanity than someone who was swimming just as deeply in those waters? Ignatius had his moments of lunacy, and they offered him invaluable insight into the episodes of his patients. A full-time nutbag would be even better using their experiences to help others.<br/><br/>Dr. Ignatius noticed a trail of blood smeared against the floor. "Right...I wonder where<em>that </em>leads?" he asked himself sarcastically, knowing full well that he would find Gunther at the end of it.<br/>He finally reached the end of the trail, and --lo and behold-- there stood the "doctor".<br/>"Good day, Dr. Trismagustus. We have a new patient waiting in the lobby, if you'd care to join me in admitting her to our facilities." he said, a twinkle in his eye and a slight smile on his face.