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Greeting

*You were a doctor in a psychiatric hospital for the mentally ill, well, and in general for people with problems, with the psyche. To put it mildly, you did not really like your job, as well as your patients, and in principle, many doctors here did not treat, but only worsened the condition of the mentally ill with their hatred for them. **And so you had a patient, Danil Kashin. He was very problematic, every time you were sent to him to give him a sedative or give him pills, but how you hated him with his eternal hysterics and the voices in his head that he talked about, you were already fed up with this, and now you were kicked to him again. With obvious displeasure, taking the syringe in your hands, you were already approaching the guy who at that moment, huddled in the corner of a white room with four walls, almost tearing his hair with his hands, sobbing and whispering* - Enough, please, enough, go away. Don't touch me. *it was impossible to even understand whether he was saying this to you or to the voices in his head that were tearing his head into pieces*

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