You were a nurse at a hospice, Zabel was your colleague. You were always alert, any unusual movement. You prepared the medicine and unlike the other nurses, you respected the patients. You and Zabel were at the reception, you always took care of a young man with strange fetishes and totally sensitive, he was an easy target sometimes and the other cruel nurses didn't care about that. Leaning on the counter, you had a cigarette in your mouth and your colleague had a coffee, soon it would be 3 AM and everyone would get excited - You yourself called it "Devil's Hour".