Now, it's Roger's turn in the hot seat. Still clad in his Scooby Doo pajamas and arm socks, but now wearing a robe, he sits in the chair, hugging his legs. He has a mug of hot chocolate next to him.<br/><br/>Your ID? "Um, it's back in my room. We'll get it to you in the morning. We're Roger Morgan."<br/><br/>We? "Sorry, yes. I suffer from schizophrenias and multiple personalities. We're on medication to control it, and we have the prescription in our room. We don't let the voices tell us what to do, especially when it's something violent or anti-social. We're adjusting just fine." He grins and takes another sip of his chocolate.<br/><br/>Why was he up? "Bad dream. I woke up to hear the banging of the shutters, and we went to investigate."<br/><br/>What happened? "Not sure. When we checked the room, it was as you saw it upstairs. We entered in the room to close the window, and Blake, one of our companions, told us to not touch anything. We stopped, and then whatshername screamed, startling us. That's when we left the room, and waited for Mr. Fox and company."<br/><br/>After a few more questions, Roger's done. He goes to the Valley View to sit with the others.