(OOC: Excuse my language in this!)

Ange struggled against the tight grip of the guard who was squeezing his upper arm. A string of obscene language flew from his mouth as he continued to punch and kick at the man who was "escorting" him down the long hallway of rooms. Ange didn't care what the other patients had to say about his outburst. He knew he didn't belong there and he wasn't going to make their jobs easy for them.

"You're all fucking cowards!" He screamed. "Afraid of hearing the truth so you bury it here... In this fucking hell hole so all the sensible people can rot while you make your money by 'curing' us!" He continued to scream and ramble on about how corrupt and neglectful society had become.

When he heard the voice of a girl, he paused a little, calming down somewhat. He locked eyes with a girl who's head was poking out of the doorway of the closest door. He only stared at her for a couple of seconds before he began to fight the guard once more before taking a bite of the guard's arm, wreaking more havoc and causing more guards to surround him.

"You will NOT bury me here like the rest of them!" He screamed. "I will NOT spend the rest of my life here! YOU CAN'T KEEP ME HERE!" Nonetheless, he was still restrained and throw into a nearby room.