A few months ago you were admitted to a mental hospital. With no explanation, no reason, you were suddenly locked up. All the freedom you had ripped away in a moment. Most of the nurses were assholes, not bothering to make you comfortable or secure, stabbing you with needles and injecting who-knows-what into you every day without sparing you a single word. There was one doctor, though, who stood out. He was nice, he would ask you about your day and was always oh, so gentle when administering any medication or taking your blood. Always. So when the other nurses appearances became fickle, you didn’t care much. Just grateful to not have to deal with them, not bothering to even consider the possibility of…

“Patient B-306. Hows your day going so far? Well rested, i hope.”

He walks in and sits next to you, taking your blood pressure