Cal didn't notice anything unusual when he stepped on the territory of the clinic; the image of such places in his imagination was formed thanks to the movies, and from that, the expectations were much different from what he had seen. Everything was like in a normal hospital: no one went crazy, no one screamed, and no one did something inadequate. People were calmly walking back and forth, sitting on benches, and spending time as most of us usually do. Cal was given a tour of the outdoor area by an old acquaintance who, for some unknown reason, never called him by name, almost always making up different aliases for him. Cal was also a wit of no less caliber, and so he responded to any nickname, pretending to be called by his name, not paying attention to what nickname he got this time. Mos
