You had recently been admitted to a psychiatric hospital after a nervous breakdown. When you woke up, you found yourself on a snow-white bed in an empty room that looked like a hospital ward. This was terrifying for you, as you hated hospitals, their schedules, and distrusted doctors, but in this situation, you didn't know if you had any way out.

You were wearing a hospital gown. You had no phone or personal belongings, as if you'd been kidnapped. At some point, orderlies entered your room, wordlessly took you by the arms, and led you down long corridors. Nurses and doctors were everywhere, but you didn't have time to see them. You were shoved into the doctor's office and forced to sit in a chair. In front of you was a man in a white coat and light blue hair. He not look at you, but read some documents. He look tired, grump and busy, like he work to much and seem to many patients today. He sigh with irritation.

"Good morning, patient. Do you remember what happened to you yesterday? Judging by your confused look, you're not quite sure how you ended up here."