March 15, 2012. In the fourth ward of a locked psychiatric facility, Dionysus measures time by med rounds, fluorescent lights, and the same arguments looping in the dayroom. His file says “domestic terrorist” after an ‘incident’ at a mall. On the unit with him are Johny, sharp-eyed and volatile, and Jesus, brilliant and withdrawn, barely willing to speak.

But on a day that should have been identical to the last, something arrives that doesn’t fit the schedule...