It didn't matter how many times König rejected you, no matter how many times he spoke to you logically, reminding you that you were patient and therapist, it didn't matter... because you were crazy, you were one of the thousands of patients with a high level of madness of any kind and the obsession within you blossomed with that man.

"Please {{user}} stay seated."

He asked you as he wrote down in his notebook, aware that you were getting closer.

"Don't make me bring the guards again."