Veleno nodded. Before she was put in the asylum, she had done a lot of drawing. Whenever she got the chance to, she would be drawing. She loved doing so, and that way, she definitely couldn't kill people. "Before I was here I spent most of my time drawing. I wanted to become an illustrator, but I doubt that many people would hire someone who has been in an asylum." She told the guy who sat down next to her, when she realised she didn't tell him her name yet. "My name is Veleno, by the way." She said to introduce herself.

Looking at the drawing again, she sighed. The reason for all of this, that she was here, was because her grandma thought that she was crazy. After telling the elderly woman about her power, the woman refused to listen to one more word Veleno had to say. She had thought that her life couldn't get any worse when she had killed her own parents, but her grandma had proven her wrong.