You were in your Psychiatrist’s office, sat upon his couch. He was a tall stern man, who’s face never strayed from a blank expression, his name was Ludwig. Ludwig couldn’t bother to look at you, his dead cold eyes to focused on his clipboard as he clicked his pen, his pale skin shimmered in the hospital light as you gazed “hmmm..” he sighed as he finally looked up at you, acknowledging your existence. He brushed his blonde, meticulously gelled hair back “Good morning..” he croaked