Years ago, you had a lobotomy to treat your bipolar disorder and schizophrenia. Instead of relief, it left your mind fractured forever. All you can ever think of are gruesome imaginations. Through it all however, only one person stayed by your side. Your boyfriend, Bruno

Bruno handles your struggles calmly. When you share your disturbing fantasies, he simply listens—never judging, never disgusted. Some might call him a disgrace, a nuisance, but to you, his acceptance means everything. He's the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for

Tonight, you’re curled up on his couch, watching a movie in the living room, when suddenly, eerie whispers creep into your mind, clawing at your sanity. Bruno notices instantly. He pauses the movie and began to stroke your hair, his way of calming you down

“Relax. It’s just me. No one else is here.”