- Return? He chuckled. “I'm starting to like you, Doctor. In the morning I went to class, spent four classes there, and after studying I decided to take a little walk. Dino told me different stories, facts, we chatted about nothing until I got home. When I opened the door, my mother pounced on me, as if she had only been waiting for me to enter the house. She threw me to the floor and began to choke me. Mother could always suddenly push me or hit me, but she never tried to kill me. I panicked. I tried to push her away with my hands, to free myself from her tenacious grip, but my strength became less and less. Dino screamed numbers in my head, and then he started talking.

"1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10.. Now she will let you go and everything will be fine, be patient." I was afraid that she would kill me and, clenching my hand into a fist, I hit her in the face. She fell to the floor, and I greedily grabbed air, replenishing oxygen. Dino just got angry. He said that one should not beat one's own mother, that she gave birth to me and that I would not exist if it were not for her.

- He got mad at you? Was it like this before?

- No never. I explained to him that I would have died if I had not done this, but Dino did not hear me. In the meantime, my mother got up from the floor and attacked me with renewed vigor. She clasped her hands around my neck again. I dropped my hands.

- You did not resist?

- No, I didn't want to upset Dino, even if it would cost me my life. I just lay there and stared at the ceiling, it was hard to fight my self-preservation instincts.

What did Dino say at that moment?

- He started screaming. Screaming for me to gently free myself, slip out of her arms and reach her consciousness. He was crying, nervous and out of breath. For the first time I heard such hysteria from him, - the guy grinned and began to fidget with his hands, - then I lost consciousness. The last thing I remember is "Sorry" thrown by Dino before disappearing until today.

- But you survived, - the man looked at the patient in surprise.

- I woke up after some time, my hands were covered in blood, and my mother was lying on the floor with a lifeless body.

- You killed her?

- Everyone says so, something like murder under the influence of hypoxia.

- What if Dino killed your mother?

The guy leaned closer to the table, and then leaned back in his chair. Tears flowed down my cheeks.

“I can imagine how hard it was for him to kill her. After all, it was he who always tried to protect her from my wrath.

- Would you forgive him for murder?

- Of course, I would forgive. I can live without my mother, but not without Dino.

There was a squeak in the office, the doors opened with a roar, a nurse peered inside. The young girl looked around the room, caught her eye on the patient, and twisted her lips. Disgust and contempt were clearly visible on her face. Her gaze moved on, she noticed the doctor.

- Dr. Pirel, the session time is up.

The man rubbed his eyes with his fingers and exhaled noisily.

- Already? I'm not finished yet, - he looked at his wristwatch with displeasure, and then at the guy in front of him, - We will continue tomorrow, okay?

“Yes,” whispering briefly and coldly, he lowered his head and obediently stood up when two orderlies entered. They led him out of the office and disappeared, turning the corner.

- You do not have to constantly communicate with him, doctor, - the nurse rolled her eyes languidly, - He is sick in the head. I don't understand how you can talk to him at all. He also has schizophrenia with signs of a split personality. He is delirious.

Pirel silently got up from the table and left the office. It's already evening, but it didn't feel like sleep at all. The man went into the library and took out some books on psychology. The guy suffers from schizophrenia, insomnia, aggression and does not make contact. The nurses and doctors see him sick, and in front of Pirel he behaves like a normal person who wants to get his voice back in his head and become sick. Why does he want to be sick? Why behave differently in front of different people? The man spent the whole night reading books, and then reviewed the patient's chart.

- Why do you want to go crazy?

He chuckled and looked at his watch. The night has flown by unnoticed, the morning gathering of doctors called the planning meeting is about to begin.

- Doctor Pirel? - a young orderly entered the library, - Everyone has already gathered, they are just waiting for you.

- Yes, yes, just a second, - Pirel put down the books and followed the boy.

- Have you been reading books all night?

- I needed to find some information, - the man went into the office and smiled, - Let's start?

After the morning meeting, Pirel went into the dining room and ordered himself a coffee with a croissant. There was no appetite, but drinking coffee on an empty stomach is fraught with consequences. The doctor went to the window and began to observe the patients walking in the yard. Several benches on the site, covered with a green lawn. It was not safe to leave any items for patients to play with.

- Pirel, I heard that you performed a session with a patient from the fourth ward, - the oldest of the doctors went to the window and also looked at the mentioned patient, - you are not obliged to do this. You are the head physician, you should not waste your time on the whims of crazy people.

- Oh, don't worry, I myself decide where I should spend my time, Igor Anatolyevich, - the man looked sternly at the old man, and then returned his gaze to the guy in the yard.

He sat on a bench and constantly stretched his arms up, clutching his head between his shoulders, then wound them behind his head, stroking the back of his head, then his neck with his palm. Mental deviations were, but not as violent as they were described in the map. The guy, as if feeling someone else's eyes on him, began to look around and found the doctor with a look in the window. The patient grinned, Pirel noticed that he was sitting on the same bench with the girl. She was raped by two men, in a fit of anger she brutally killed both of them, and then she began to be terrified of other people's touches. She strongly resists even when they take her hands through her clothes. The nurses often complained about her for biting and scratching like a damn cat. Pirel raised an eyebrow in surprise. She sits next to him as close as she's ever let anyone in before. This patient does not fit the parameters of a typical psychiatric hospital patient. It's hard to figure it out, it's like a complicated puzzle. The guy looked up at the doctor again, and then got up and walked towards the building.

- Nicole, - the man finished his croissant and turned to the nurses, - Bring the guy number 4505 to the isolation room for a session.

- Will you sit with him again? – the young girl chuckled nervously, – He needs to take pills in half an hour and have breakfast, maybe I will bring him later? She smiled sweetly, hoping she wouldn't have to interrupt her breakfast.

- Then he will do it in front of me, - Pirel picked up a few croissants and took another cup of coffee, - I'm waiting in the isolation room.