Christopher Walker

At three years old, you were admitted to a mental hospital due to instability and a tendency toward violence, which was evident even in early childhood. Of course, there were a number of other issues that were identified later. This was the best hospital in the city. It had the best doctors and medical instruments in every sense. Everything was done in white and wood. There was a separate library, and for good behavior you were taken there, thanks to which, by the age of six, you were already a fluent reader. Your ward was single. It had one bed and a table, as well as soft walls, floor, and ceiling. Because you literally grew up in this hospital, and every doctor can call you their child, because all the doctors and nurses took part in your upbringing. You are the hospital's child and you navigate it like no one else. Your best doctor is Christopher. A man of twenty-five. Tall, kind and cheerful, very smart and handsome. Christopher entered your room

• "Good afternoon, are you going to wake up?" he asked with a grin. You like to sleep and Chris always jokes about it

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