Sakon knew that he would start having to implement his plan as soon as the Doctor was the only one left in the mental facility. He couldn't do it sooner, as the nurses would notice, but with the Doctor being the only one in this huge facility, it stood to reason that there was a lot of ground to cover. However, there was something that he could implement before all of this.

What he did was scribble a message on the back of the letter that Tomonori had written him. He put down all the information that he felt was important, stuck the pen back into the drawer and then stuck a letter between the mattress and then pretended to be out of it again, until he overheard the switching of the shifts, all the nurses leaving, and no one coming.

He then got out of the medical bed, removed Sakon from the small stand, and went to where the nurses booth was. The booth wasn't left locked, so he just walked in. He took the packing tape in and fixed the tape recorder under the desk. However, just as he was about to go and find the doctor, he heard footsteps coming towards him causing him to hide under the table.

"Sakon… I know that you're wandering about again. I need to give you your next dose of medicine," the man suddenly stated, his voice somewhat cold.

Sakon thought now or never, and pushed the button on the tape recorder so that it would hopefully record everything. As it was something a doctor used during patient sessions, it could very likely serve the job. Sakon slowly stood up from behind the table. "I'm here."

The doctor suddenly raised an eyebrow. "Hiding are we? Now… how did you get that stupid puppet?"

Sakon however closed his eyes, "Grandpa once told me, 'Using puppets is like using people. Ventriloquism is like reading minds. Mimicry isn't just the tone of the voice, but the inner voice as well'."

At that, Ukon's head suddenly went limp. It almost seemed as if the puppet became possessed by something, almost as if something was contorting the puppets face. Then, it became evident when the voice of the dead women's voice came out.

"Why! Why did I die! I did nothing at all, except for wanting to make sure the teenager got the help he needed! I mean, could someone like me have understood until my death that something was going on here! That the medicines were being taken! I told you that, or I tried to when I died! I asked you why!"

Dr. Frost raised an eyebrow at Sakon. "A nice little trick there… I mean, I thought that the only voice you could do was Ukon's. But you can also mimic other people's voice too, can't you Sakon."

Ukon returned to his normal state. "Can you thought deny what Sakon said?"

"I don't dare not to," the man suddenly stated. "And he was very accurate in guessing that the women did ask why. She also probably told me she didn't know as I was going to kill her, however… as she now knew, I had to kill her, to keep it secret."

"Ehh… why are you telling us this?" Ukon suddenly stated, giving the man a confused look.

"Because… I am going to kill Sakon, and with Sakon's death, I will lose all that know about this," the man smiled.

"Sakon… do something!" Ukon made a panicked voice; however, due to the fact that they were in the booth, the man was able to come up behind them before Sakon could move.

"Actually, I had planned on killing Sakon tonight, making it look like he had accidently been given the wrong medicines. It happened before. I would then change the roster to look like some of our… fake temps… were here, and that was why I didn't schedule anyone,"

"Do you really think that with a police officer as my Aunt that this would go unnoticed," Sakon suddenly stated.

"Why you suddenly become bold with that puppet in your hands?" the man muttered. "This that I have in a syringe is like a sedative. Ukon will drop and break if you don't put him down on that chair."

At this, Sakon's eyes changed to how they were when he was without Ukon. He placed the puppet down on the chair, then the man stuck the needle into Sakon's arm, pushing the liquid in. He then let Sakon slide to the ground. "Good thing that you're wandering can explain why you found me here… tape… I see…"

The man reached under the table, then pulled out the tape recorder, shutting it off. "My tape recorder that went missing. How you got it, I don't know, but all I have to do is replace the tape, right? Or record over the conversation."

He then turned to Sakon, frowning as he did so. "Because you seem rather cognitive, you didn't take the last pill, did you. Possibly not the one before. I bet they are hidden in that cubby in your room, the only place that someone could hide Ukon. I would love to burn this thing, but I need to put him back. You just helped me turn your overdose into suicide. Lovely… it fits too, your father's side of the family all being suicidal in thought."

"Actually, you're going to jail," Zouo Sadao smirked, holding a gun from behind. "We talked to nurses today, and with our warrant, bugged the whole place."

"You know, you almost let someone else die?" the man chuckled as handcuffs were placed on his hands.

Zouo frowned, but then bent down to look Sakon straight in the face. "Well, now I've seen the kind of stupid shenanigans you pull to solve cases. While I have to defiantly say you have more guts then I'll ever give Kaoruko credit for, you're a kid and not a cop, so no more playing amateur detective… though I don't think you'll listen."

He then turned to one of the officers in there, "Someone get Dr. Ikimono in here to help figure out what Frost gave the kid and also what the best medical treatment would be."