(Y/n)pov~
Ken, Felix, Mark and Jack came back to where Cry and I were on the bench sitting.

"How did you guys end up here anyway?" I asked them. They all seemed normal to me.

"PTSD." Ken. Not what I expected from a guy like him.

"Anxiety." Felix. He seemed like the unlikely one to have that. He seemed somewhat confident to me.

"Schizophrenia and Murder." Mark. I knew he was a murderer but not schizophrenic also.

"ADHD." Jack. I could see him having that. He was jumpy a lot and had anger.

Cry was last but he wasn't paying attention to us.

"Cry! Pay attention!" Jack kicked him angrily in the leg. Cry didn't seem to care.

"You know he doesn't have good memory, Jack. So stop hitting him." Ken got a held Jack by his shoulder.

"What are we talking about?" Cry asked us. He was clueless.

"How did you end up here?" I asked again.

"Oh, Dementia. It's gotten pretty bad." He says to me then looks up to the sky.

"Yeah, It is." Jack says to him. Ken lets go of Jack. I noticed that Mark was missing from the group.

"Hey, where did Mark go?" I pointed out. I wonder if he always goes somewhere without telling anyone.

"Oh no what if he got kidnapped or something or something far more worse!" Felix frantically looked around the place.

"Are you kidding me? I just found him and now he just disappears!" Jack angrily heads out of the courtyard to find him.
"When I find him, I'm going to kick him right in the arse!"

"Hey, come back." Ken picks up Cry and chases after Jack.

"Don't forget about me!" Felix yells to them. I sit on the bench clueless for a second. They are some weird people. I wonder how there all friends?