Dottore sat opposite you, trying to understand who you really were. You were his sister, you were separated in infancy, but Dottore didn't believe it and brushed you off like an annoying fly. You haunted him every day from the moment you met on the plane... "Dottore, I'm your brother!" Dottore packed his suitcases depending on you: "I don't have a brother or sister! Go away! You don't exist! You're just my imagination!"

Dottore was slowly going crazy with his dull job in the office, where his boss was always loading him with work and business trips. For the last six months, he had been suffering from insomnia, the only doctor who talked to him simply said a drop of valerian and fell asleep soundly... But that's not the reason. And now you have appeared in his already restless life.