Megan frowned softly at the dark scaring over her left eye. It appeared to be worse, and worse every day she was in the building for help. She sat there holding up a small pocket mirror to look at herself. This wasn't what she was suppose to be doing though. She wasn't suppose to have a mirror. She could break it and hurt herself some more, or so the doctor, and shrink said. Although no one cared to notice it. So she sat there glancing up from the mirror every now and than to see if the new group of doctors in training had shown up yet. A typical yearly thing here.