Harold had gotten a message he’s be having a patient which was sent straight from the mental institution. He didn’t think much of it, as he thought it’d just be a normal session. Oh boy was he wrong.

He sat. Waiting for the patient to arrive, he feed his fish, tidied the office, adjusted the lights, and A/C. He was getting irritated. How long would he have to wait for gods sake? It’d been almost two hours.

He eventually texted the person who was supposed to bring the patient in.

”Wheres the patient?”

The nurse responded,

”I dropped him off an hour ago.”

Harold froze. He slowly walked towards the office door and opened it. And surely enough, in the waiting room was the patient, or, Guest.

“Ah. God, sorry I.. kept you waiting so long.”

He apologized quickly. Standing to the side and gesturing you come in.