1 Chapter 1

White room.

White walls, white ceiling and floor . In the middle of this room sat a white man, with terribly pale skin, his skin color almost merged with the color of the walls and his straitjacket. If a person with poor eyesight got into this room, they wouldn't even notice the person sitting there. His hair was the color of ash, as if it had faded and turned completely gray, and in some places it had even fallen out and was disheveled. This man was not particularly tall, but what was noticeable was his appearance. He was terribly thin, so thin that you could hardly recognize him as a human being. If you look at it from the outside, you'd think it's been dead for a long time, and it's just a shrunken corpse. But this is not so, he is quite alive, and lives in this state for more than one year, or rather, he lived…

- Hmm, Yes, it's getting worse and worse every day, such a weakness… And that hunger… It just happened.-

Actually, it's not my body, or rather it wasn't mine, but two weeks ago, it officially became mine with guts and bones. I can't say that I'm terribly happy about it, because I can't even walk on my own, let alone anything else. Although there are advantages to this, I am at least alive again, having been reborn here in this body, but all my joy is spoiled by this place and my current state. First of all, I'm in a mental hospital, I realized that when I woke up in this room and in this body. Straitjacket, white walls, all this I remember from my previous life, there was a time when I also sat in such a small room and in similar clothes, unpleasant times…

But, the most shitty thing is not this, but my body, it is not easy useless, it almost does not function, I can't walk, not because I have something with my spine, no… I'm just too weak. I'm so weak that the only thing I can do is raise my hands, although if I try hard enough, I can even get up and walk a couple of steps, only then… Loss of consciousness, terrible pain, and even more hunger. I already tried, so I was able to understand the consequences of such actions, so I sit quietly, peacefully, in a corner, do not waste energy.

As I already understood, this is all because of hunger, I constantly want to eat, and by "constantly" I mean " always!", this hunger is terrible, and the funny thing is that I can't satisfy it, I'm too weak. They bring me a normal portion here, for the average man, this is quite normal food. Well, the psych ward is well-fed, with three meals a day, a variety of dishes, and all that sort of thing. But it turned out that this is not enough for me, a portion of an ordinary person barely keeps me alive. I tried to ask for more, but I was told "not allowed", I was not surprised, because the last carrier of this body was a complete psycho. Although, I even feel sorry for him... his hunger was awakened when he was twelve years old, before that he was an ordinary child. But as soon as this happened, he started eating everything that came to hand, his hunger was so strong that he was sent to the local psychiatric hospital, because he had already started eating, paper, lime, Wallpaper and other nonsense. He began to specifically tear the roof, and then there are these psychologists… In short, the guy was closed and began to give out a "normal" portion of food, so he shrank and turned into this. Until he was sixteen, he still had a mind, but then his hunger got so bad that he started going crazy, and then he turned twenty-five and died. More precisely, he killed himself, two weeks ago something happened in his head, and the last remnant of his mind and consciousness, decided to get rid of the torment, and during a walk, he "fell" with the last of his strength from a wheelchair, right on the corner of the building. So ended his painful and sad life, I hope he can find peace... Oh, I understand it, I've been here for two weeks, and I'm starting to feel like I'm going crazy, so much so that I'm ready to throw myself at something, or someone, and just eat it up… Hunger, this terrible hunger…

When I got all this guy's memories, I watched them like it was a movie, so our memories didn't merge or anything, so his feelings and his madness didn't touch me in any way. But still, looking at them, I was under a terrible impression, I rarely felt sorry for anyone, but this guy, I really feel terribly sorry for him. To experience this as a child and then go crazy about it… I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

Eh ... Am I going to suffer the same fate? I don't want to lose such a chance as a new life…

Yeah, but what can I do? Because of my weakness, I can't escape... If I could only eat, recover my strength, then escaping from here would be no more difficult than walking in the Park. Yeah, I'm really fucked…

As I sat there sighing about my fate, I suddenly felt something. All my senses told me something was wrong, and then the ground shook and I heard a strange sound…

* BUUUM!*

There was a terrible explosion, like a bomb exploding, then there were sounds like electricity, and then ...

*SUUUCH*

It was like a wave passed through me, and everything went dark…