hat has been taped on the wall. One of them couldn't hold in his laughter as he looked at the drawing of the young man in black.
"He looks like a demon drawn by a toddler," another doctor says while pointing out the figure.
Pam looks down, hurt by the words.
"That boy did something to my mind, he made me do all those things! Please believe me! It wasn't my doing! He made me think that way!" Pam pleads with tears streaming from his face as he continues, "that monster! He attacked me when I was defenseless! And now he has escaped with that stupid chef! You have to find them! Find the real criminals!"
The doctors exchange glances among themselves but remain silent for a moment until the lady in charge speaks up. "You should just be glad no cases were charged against you for assaulting a chef and destroying his restaurant."
Pam's expression turns sour as he blurts out in a cracked voice, "... what?"
