Sheila looked at the notebook and pen she was holding and sighed. Ever since she had gotten into this place, writing was her only way to interact with other people. Not being able to talk was terrible to her, she hated the silence. She wanted to be able to talk, use her voice again more than anything in the world. But something in this place was keeping her silenced, and she didn't like it at all.

Looking up from the notebook, Sheila looked at the people that were in the leisure room as well, figuring she'd might as well get to know someone. Some people seemed genuinely crazy, others not so much, and while several people were already talking to someone, she noticed one guy in particular being all alone. Deciding to go to him, she thought it might be fun to get know him a little. Sure, he was wearing a bite mask, but as long as he had it on he couldn't do anything, right? Coming to a halt at the table he sat at, she opened get notebook and wrote something down, before showing him what she wrote. 'Can I sit with you?' It said.