Michael sat on a park bench, lost in thought. When an old woman passed by, he realized something was different today—she had never walked that path before.

He glanced around. People were laughing and celebrating, but for him, the world felt distant and hollow. Today, he had lost his brother.

Michael: "Today… today is hard."

An old man approached and leaned in close, whispering in his ear: Old Man: "You will spend countless days without him."

Michael looked around again—three times to the left, three times to the right—but no one was there. Who was that man? Had he imagined him?

Shaking, Michael took a deep breath and hurried to the clinic. Lying on the examination table, he tried to calm his racing heart.

Doctor: "Michael… I’m afraid the tests show that you have schizophrenia."

Michael (shocked): "Me?!"