“Would you like an increase in your pay?” those words were beginning to ring more and more in his mind.”Why I have accepted?”


    After eight days of studying he couldn’t bear it anymore, he was done for. Today he would write a nice letter to his captain where he would excuse himself and return to his old work, this was too much for him.


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    > he didn’t need to look to know who it was


    <<James it has been three days where I had barely any sleep. No, I am fine, I am not healthy, my skin changed colour, I vomited yesterday, I feel bad and nauseating.>>


    <<I think you should go to a doctor>>


    <<And what he would tell me? That I need to sleep more, I already know that, that I need to eat healthier? I already know that. Why in the world would I pay a man to tell me what I already know! Besides, I already do weekly checks at the hospital for my prosthetics.>>


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    > he paused searching for the right word <<doctor whom he could really help you. I can pay the first visit if you are so sceptical of medicine>>


    <<Do what you want>>


    The lack of sleep had made Pxan an enraged animal at work, good for physical work, really bad for intellectual work. He glanced at James, he went to talk at the captain.


    “What are those two conspiring?”


    A few hours later he was standing in a hallway for reasons that he didn’t well understood. It had something to do with a suspicious guy and some drugs...or something like it, his work made him drowsy and distract.


    When he entered the room there was a man with a white alb and two glasses that hunged on his neck. The door closed behind them, James blocked the lock.Stolen story; please report.


    The man briefly looked at them, it was a man in his middle age, maybe in his middle forties, he had big and strong hands and a very long nose.


    <<Doctor I am sorry for this->>


    <<No need for excuses, I understand the situation>> the doctor interrupted James and looked at Pxan


    <<You will be a little confused right now, please sit>>


    <<We are the ones giving orders here>>


    <<Yes. But you are my patience.>>


    <<What?!?>>  Pxan looked at James with flaming eyes


    <<Your friend was worried about your health so he brought you here. It should take just two hours, don’t worry about your work, James had already spoken to your captain.>>


    <<You did what?!?>>


    <<Sorry Pxan it was the only way to bringing you here.>>


    <<So what you want from me?>>


    The doctor didn’t need to visit him to know that a few things were wrong, his posture on the chair was wrong, his spine was a little bent. His hands were placed in a defensive pose, he acted aggressive towards him and his colleagues, maybe to mask insecurity? He looked at his file, he was from Carlaria so probably he was an orphan...this would be a hard patience to deal with.


    <<So let’s start: What do you do in your typical day?>>


    <<Well when I woke up…>>


    Pxan proceeded to tell the doctor his typical day, made of books, attack of dizziness, work, tramming and black sleep without dreams.


    <<This is all?>>


    <<Yes this is all. What you would suggest?>>


    The doctor paused before responding. Pxan was probably mildly depressed, lacked sleep, sunlight, nutrients, exercise, social interactions and meaningful work. He also tended to mask his insecurities with an aura of coldness and aggressiveness. It was clear that he suffered a trauma of some sort and previous therapies weren’t effective, he read his file a few hours ago, there were so many broken things, where he should start?


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    Pxan face became distorted for a second with an expression of aggressiveness <<sometimes.>>