I moved to where he was coming from, the department sign caught my eyes. Psychiatrist department. What was he doing there? Or was he here to see someone?
Or was he suffering from a disease no one knows about? Not even his family? Various disturbing thoughts were running through my mind, but I couldn't find an answer to any of them.
"Excuse me," I called out to one of the nurses. "What kind of treatment can I receive here? Who are the patients here? Psychopaths?" I asked, grabbing her hand and staring directly in her eyes.
I knew I just sounded crazy, totally insane, but I couldn't help it. Curiosity was eating deep.
"I don't understand you," she answered, her brows meeting in confusion as she tried to wriggle out of my grip, but I held on tighter.
"If I suddenly feel the urge to do so
