As Kian made her way to the group therapy room she was distracted by some sounds in a nearby hallway. She quietly peeked around the hall way and clasped a hand over her mouth, it was borderline inhumane. The whole scene sent chills through out Kian's body, jump starting her mind. The vacant look was gone, replaced by one of disgust. She quickly walked to the therapy room, radiating an air of rage. She brushed past the gaurds and took her seat.