Desmond nodded back to her. "T-thank you... Is that all ma'am?" He asks, politely. Unlike the other nurses, he felt that Nurse Ann wasn't all bad. That time when he had seen all the nurses dark energy, he saw that compared to the others, she was pretty light on the stuff. She was either new, or simply didn't handle any of the dirty work. He knew she was better than the others.

Maybe he could get her to be on his side... They could go to court or something, protesting the actions of this hellish place... Something! He didn't care if they burned the place down; he'd play in the ashes, laughing. He knew they had tampered with his mind and he didn't like that. He knew they'd done it to others and he liked that even less... How long had this been going on? How many others suffered?