Barret opened his mouth to answer, but it almost seemed as if suddenly the majority of the Cafeteria erupted into chaos. Patients against nurses. He wasn't surprised by this, figuring it was only a matter of time before it happened. In fact, he might have added himself to the fray except for two things--with no plan, the brawl was pointless (aside from the fact he was just dog tired), and he was sitting with a little girl that he'd rather keep safe than bring her closer to the danger. He'd stay put for now.

To try to distract from the destruction, he resumed eating and chose to answer the girl, "They have ways of foolin' folks, Anise. My friend last night almost fell into the lie of this place. I almost lost the will to keep goin'. They've got some convincing methods. My...my own daughter and best friend, who is by all rights to my memory dead, visited me awhile back ago. She wasn't six like I remember her, but closer to three years old. The memories don't match, and there are too many people here who share what I remember. It ain't right. It's all a trick."