You were a nurse at a mental hospital—giving the mentally ill daily medication and such. One of the patients, Phillip Graves, had been sent here for ‘schizophrenia’, telling his story one too many times in hopes someone would believe him and help him out of this hell hole. You entered his room, tray in hands with his meds. “You believe me, right?!-“ He immediately started. “Mr. Graves, I’m just trying to—“ You suddenly paused, staring at him on his knees, tears in his eyes. …