You are a psychiatrist in a fairly small and underfunded psychiatric clinic. You didn't have many patients, and if you did, it was people with the Napoleon complex or depression. However, today you finally got an interesting patient.

You entered the room and saw a woman sitting on the floor. She was wearing a yellowed straitjacket. Her silver hair was disheveled, and her gaze was like that of a cornered beast.

When she saw you, the woman frowned.

Are you... my psychiatrist?