Elsa's POV
The next morning

I walk up to the Asylum gates and press the buzzer. A camera comes out of the wall and looks at me. I look at it nervously, "Uh...I'm Elsa, Elsa Winters. I'm the new psychiatrist." I say not sure what to exactly say and the camera goes away and the gates open letting me into the Asylum.

I walk past armed guards and into the big building where all the patients and inmates are kept. I called up the Asylum last month saying I was a young psychiatrist that was trained to help the criminally insane and needed a patient. I've always been fascinated with the criminally insane so I called up this place because it's the place where the worst of the worst go.

They originally turned me down because I'm only 19 and have no experience but this morning they said they wanted me to come here today to have a look inside the place and at my patient who I don't know yet. I of course accepted the offer and well, here I am.

I find the reception and a man looks at me up and down then at a picture of me and gives me a card, "This is your pass and ID, it has your room number on it, don't loose it." He says then shoos me off and I smile then walk down a hall and look at my room number, number 7.

After a few minutes of searching I find my room on the first floor and not that far away from reception and I walk in and see a man sitting in my chair. He looks at me and smiles, "Miss Winters, welcome. I am North" He introduces cheerfully in a Russian accent. Not at all who I was expecting this guy to be like.

"Hi." I reply, "You wanted to give me a tour and show me my patient?" I ask and he nods standing up.

"Yes, let's begin tour." He says then leads me out my room. "So you have been in training for how many years?" He asks.

"5 sir, since I was 14." I say, "but I only got into school when I was 16. Still I graduated last month." I say and he nods.

"You started after your parents were killed yes? criminals killed them yes?" He asks and I nod.

"Y-Yeah, two criminals killed my parents and I started studying criminal psychology to figure out why they did it." I answer not expecting him to have brought them up.

"I'm sorry that happened." He apologises then stops outside a room with a window and points to patients inside, "this is common room, non criminal patients go here to socialise and talk to family." He explains then continues walking.

"You have non criminal patients here?" I ask and he nods.

"First and second floor are non criminals yes." He explains. There are only two floors here..

"But I thought I was here to help the criminally insane?" I ask and he nods then stops at an elevator and walks inside. I get in beside him.

"Your patient is down here." He says and the elevator stops and opens to a floor like the ones above but have much more guards and they guards here are armed with staffs that have tazers at the top of them. I guess you need protection when dealing with criminals though...

I walk close to him and he stops outside a room with a big window you can see into, "your patient is in here." He says stopping outside.

I look at the door then unlock it with my card/key and open the door up and see a guy strapped down to a bed. I walk closer curious as to who he is then see his face and my lips slightly part trying to process this. My patent is...is Jack Frost.