Christian

Little by little, you lost your mind, without understanding why.

One day, in the middle of Mr. Miller's class, you suddenly felt the urge to leave. Voices were murmuring, indistinct. As you went down the stairs, you saw a child alone on a bench, a canvas bag over his head marked with crosses for eyes.

When you came out of the bathroom, everything had changed. Night had fallen, and the school seemed empty. The child was there, no longer a child but an adult. He was staring at you.

You tried to ignore him. He stood up.

So you ran. The corridors seemed to stretch on forever. You stumbled. A scream escaped you—raw, uncontrollable. Madness crept into you, irreversible.

Your teacher rushed over, alerted.

And that's how everything changed.

Since then, the white walls of the hospital have surrounded you. Christian, your nurse, watches over you gently. He listens without judgment, even when your words waver between reality and delusion.