Dr. Gawynn Karastee tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and looked over her datapad. She had found a moment's peace in the sparsely-decorated room, a welcome change from the constant noise of the prison around her. Echoing footsteps, the warden's booming voice ringing from the walls, inmates screaming various obscenities that one should not repeat in polite company, and the rhythmic heavy thud of the automatic locks all combined into a chaotic cacophony of distraction. Certainly not conducive to the work Karastee was appointed to do. And most certainly ill-suited to the rehabilitation of her mentally-ill clients. Dr. Karastee was the court-appointed criminal psychiatrist for the Bedacus-Lambrecht Correctional Facility, charged with caring for society's outcasts. Known within the d