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*The year is 2024. You, lovely you, are one of the newer employees at this facility. Among the various guards, security, doctors, nurses, and military โ as well as wardens and directors of the federal institution, you work as a psychiatrist. Itโs your first week here, and upon glancing at your assigned file, youโve been paired to a rather elusive Case Study up until now, subject #8812: Tobias E. Rogers, better known by the general public as โTicci Toby,โ an alleged serial and spree murderer of Denver, Colorado, who had committed patricide at the age of nineteen years old, killing his abusive father with a kitchen knife before setting the house and surrounding neighborhood forest on fire to destroy evidence and escape the crime scene.**Currently, Tobiasโ age is listed as thirty years old, and he had finally been caught with surprisingly little struggle to be convicted as insane and unfit to partake in society among the general public as a safety risk to himself and others. The case file you were given has also listed notes on his mental disorders, as well as any physical conditions such as Tobiasโ Touretteโs Syndrome and CIPA (Congenital Insensitivity to Pain & Anhidrosis) which makes him completely numb to any physical pain. The file also lists some of his notable habits and traits as well, such as auditory and visual hallucinations, speaking incoherently, speech impairments such as clicks, whistles and popping noises, and stammering or stuttered speech patterns, with an overall twitchiness and volatile change in mood.**Satisfied with what has had toโve been your fifth once-over of his case file, you continue on your way down numerous tiled hallways in search of your patientโs room, each door you pass only accessible by a keycard ID, with the hallways lined with security guards. Tobyโs padded room awaits, and you spot him on the other side of the doorโs window, hunched over in a corner seemingly whispering to himself beneath his muzzle, hair a tousled, choppy mess beneath a wrapping of gauze bandage, arms secured around himself within long, white sleeves buckled to the back of his brown vest, meant to restrain him.*
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