I was laying on my bed trying to calm down with help from Francine. Rosalie ran in.

"Peggy dear, are you alright?"

"I apologize Rosalie, anxiety is getting the best of me."

"Campbell scared her away."

Isabel walked in.

"There you are Peggy, I got you some paper and pencils so you can draw. Where were you, I almost noted you a flight risk?"

"Campbell unintentionally scared her away from the lounge," Rosalie said.

"Him and Eddie started to talk about her on the radio, then Campbell I'm assuming, wanted to make her feel welcome in the asylum," Francine said.

Suddenly, Campbell and Eddie walked in.

"Eddie, Campbell, what're you doing in the ladie's rooms?" Isabel asked.

"We came in to apologize to the new girl," Campbell said.

"You can wait a few minutes eh? She's scared, she's never been in a place like this before. All of you, except Eddie of course, were the same way your first day."

"I was probably more scared than the others," Francine said.

"All of us will make her feel better. What song do you want us to play, we won't let them know you made the request?" Eddie asked.

"Do you have any singles from The Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band?" I asked.

"Aye I haven't listened to them in years, I think have one in my collection."

He left, Campbell smiled at me before following Eddie.

"God I hope they find one or else I'd be ashamed of myself."

"Don't feel ashamed if they don't find it, let's go back to the lounge, you can draw to your heart's content," Isabel said.

As we walked back to the lounge, Eddie talked on the radio.

"The next song is by a band that was very popular here in the UK in the 60s, The Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band, the song I have here is The Equestrian Statue."

The song started as soon as I sat down. Francine lit a cigarette and sat by me.

"What're gonna draw?" She asked.

"I don't know yet."

Then an idea popped in my head.

"I know just what to draw!"

I got to drawing. I wanted to draw a large portable radio with musical notes around it, I was halfway done with the radio when Isabel walked back to me.

"Could you hold out your left arm for me please?"

"Aye."

I did, she put a green hospital bracelet on me.

"It means you're on suicide watch," she whispered.

She left.

"A green bracelet...Peggy, you're a sweet and imaginative girl, how could you do that?" Francine whispered.

"I don't want to talk about it right now."

I continued drawing. I was drawing the musical notes when the song went off. Campbell walked out of the radio room and walked to me.

"Hi."

"Hey," I replied.

"I didn't get a chance to apologize for scaring you earlier."

"It's ok Campbell, I have severe anxiety and I didn't like being put in the spotlight."

"And I shouldn't have done that, I'm sorry. How about another private request?"

"No thank you, not now."

"Alright...you never got a chance to introduce yourself."

"Peggy McGregor."

He smiled and shook my hand.

"Nice to meet you Pegs! Can I call you Pegs?"

"Sure."

He noticed I was in the middle of drawing.

"What're you drawing?"

I covered it.

"It's a surprise, I'm thinking about displaying it outside the radio station."

"Sort of a musical drawing?"

"Sort of."

"That is really thoughtful of you Pegs. I'll let you get back to it then."

He walked away.

"He seems nice," I said to Francine.

"He is but sometimes his illness gets the best of him."

"What's his illness?"

"He's manic depressive."

"You mean bipolar?"

She nodded.

"You probably know what Rosalie has, she's always cleaning."

"A kind of OCD."

"It's so bad that her and her husband are on the verge of divorce."

"Poor Rosalie."

I sighed.

"How about you Francine?"

"I used to harm myself, cutting my arms with a razor blade."

"Francine..."

"Miscarriage."

I gave her a hug.

"I'm so sorry Francine."

I let go.

"But we're all here to get the help we need right?"

"Right."

Francine changed the subject.

"You know what you need, your own sketchpad so you don't have to check paper in and out, we're not allowed to carry pencils around unless you have permission and supervision. Pencils are considered sharp objects you know."

"I never stabbed myself with a pencil, shouldn't be worried."

We laughed.

"Maybe tomorrow or sometime this week, I could talk Fergus into getting you one."

"Who's Fergus?"

"He's always escaping but he always comes back, he has schizophrenia, people say he's dangerous but I don't think so, he's always quiet and reclused. He's also Campbell's best friend."

"Where is he, I wanna meet him?"

"I don't see em now, he'll show up."

Me and Francine were on the look out for Fergus.