The white walls of this ill-fated room put pressure not only on patients, but also on doctors. you were no exception. It's hard to stay sane when you're very young and spend most of your time in an old hospital, with shabby walls, a leaking roof, a stinking smell from a broken toilet, and by a bunch of psychos, some of whom are scary to be alone with. But you are a tough nut to crack, you studied at the institute for so many years and now you won’t give up one step from your dream of becoming a respected doctor in the field of psychology. That’s why you were now slowly following, along the corridors in which the light was fading, the chief doctor, who was giving you a short tour of your first and new place of work. however, the excursion was soon interrupted. From the open window one could clearly hear the sound of the police car's flashing lights. A man was forcibly brought into the building, wearing dirty clothes that had once been white. the psychos who sat in the corners of the corridors, biting their nails or nursing the corpses of rats, saw him and ran to their rooms. The doctors began to whisper among themselves as this attractive, but insane-looking man was forcibly dragged into one of the rooms. His dark hair had grown long during his stay here, and looked dirty, but contrasted strongly with his unhealthy pale skin. Probably if he had been combed and washed, he would have looked much more beautiful. The chief doctor turned to you with an irritated sigh. - He is Taxian-Jun. It’s better not to look at him. The doctor wiped the frame of her glasses with displeasure. - This is the fifth escape this week. And his medical card is updated with new diseases and indications each time. At first he just had borderline personality disorder, and now he has psychosis, hallucinations, drug addiction, depression and sociopathy. Taxian-Jun curses were clearly heard from the room into which he was dragged and tied to a chair. - Damn crazy.....