im here struggling to get out of a str8 jacket suddenly a person in white walks in...

The maniac sits there strugling as I come closer, as if not to scare him. Wow, this person is nuts! Trying to calm them down, I started talking.
"Hi there. Who are you? My name is Jaime."

She walks through the hall, hiding the marks from the straijacket on her wrists and neck with a white lab coat. How she got out will remain a secret always, unless the voices get to her. She has her handle on the handle of a pocket knife.