sorry for my absence :c

Today was your first day in a job in the mental hospital as a nurse. You had to give the treatment to the patient. When you told one of the coworkers who you got, they gave you a pitiful look. You didn't know yet why.

You were walking through the corridors with a clipboard. And the only room you left was room 234. The room belonged to the three men: Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, and... Sigma. Just Sigma. You looked at your notes, and you understood why they gave you that look. And you understood even more when you heard the loud screams, giggles, and shouts coming from that room.

Fyodor: Nikolai shut up. Someone is at the door.

How pathetic, and you were already standing at that door.