Again, laughter in the corridors... This time, the it's closer. Because, I'm in the middle of the clinic. How did I get here? Last time I was repairing a computer. With repairing computers, I mean nothing special. They changed the interface, so they can't find what they are looking for. But I don't complain. Currently, everyone is in their graves; but I am free, wandering in the cemetery.

"Can I go out into the garden as you promised?" I asked.

"It's not garden time, you know," replied one next to me. Meanwhile, our conversation grabs the attention of others. They turn their faces towards us and begin to listen. One of those who look at us catches my attention, and you know why.

"I know I must be in my room at this hour (of course, we don't say grave, they get angry)," I said. He probably understood what I was saying. I looked at his face, he definitely understood.

"So be it," said another who came near me. It was my angel who was looking at me with her pure green eyes. She took my arm and asked, "Let's go out together, okay?" I am over the moon!

We are walking the corridors together. When I look around I realize that everyone is looking at me. After all, I was able to get out into the garden two hours earlier. Others are jealous of me, I can feel it. Aside from them, I am a useful person, even though I am a patient of this place. When I look my side, I see my angel. The happiness on his face is immediately evident. She's not looking at my face right now; focused on where we're going. I did something to get her attention, but she wasn't interested. But she saw, I know it. That's what I call professionalism.

When I stepped out into the garden, I felt like the released from prison after many years. It was as if a long captivity was over. But captivity is more like in my mind than being behind bars. Someone had me trapped in my thoughts. Whoever he was, he/she hid the key in a safe place.

My angel approached me and asked, "Are you okay?"

I replied by nodding. But I don't want to talk about this. It hurts even to remember.

The green-eyed angel touched my arm. "In fact, your treatment was going well."

"I don't know, it just happened," I said. Indeed it was true, "As if I'm someone else."

"Let's tell that to your doctor, okay?" she asked, stepping a little closer to me.

Again I didn't speak, I nodded in agreement. She smiled at me. Then she took the glasses from her apron's pocket and put them on. Then, she started examining me, saying, "Let's see if there's any damage." "Have any pain?"

I shook my head. I actually had a bit of a headache, but it wasn't that bad. So, I chose not to tell. She ended examination and, "I'm going to sit on that bench," she said. "We'll go together when it's over."

I walked under the tree I loved. Took my book alongside.

"Not too far, though," said the sweet green-eyed sweet, her hands in her apron's pockets.

"Okay," I said without turning around. I sat under the tree and read my book.

It's time to walk inside together. She popped right next to me. This time I got into her arm. She tried to say something but I shushed her. We should enjoy this walk in the greens together. We walked slowly together towards the cemetery.

We came in the middle of the room. Sun set at instant, as if time accelerated. All of us were suddenly plunged into darkness. The beautiful green-eyed woman next to me slowly turned into a middle-aged man before my very eyes. The walls kept up with this transformation; white walls suddenly turned to dark brown.