Will Graham walked along the streets of London, the year was 1880, and it was December 14th, he had to go to work treating hysteria, which he fully believed was a real thing by persuasion from his boss, except he is having a lot of hand cramps and has to squeeze a stress ball daily, he was slightly tired as he didn't get a good nights sleep and this was his second day, tomorrow he was to be living at the treatment facility since it was also a housing system, he knew of his bosses daughter Emily who believed in Phrenology, which William didn't believe in.

"Hm" he said as he walked up to the steps, avoiding the horse manure.