"I heard the chime sound, it's my turn. The room was empty, with white walls and seamlessly embedded white ceiling light.
— So, Mr...
— Dan, it's Dan — I answered
— Ok, Mr. Dan, welcome to our facility!
— Thanks
— So, let's get into the business, Mr. Dan, my first question is: what do you see?
— Well, I see... white, walls, light. Everything is seamlessly white here.
— Ok, anything else?
— You, of course, standing in front of me.
He forced a smile for a second, then looked seriously to his clipboard, remaining silent.
— Hey... uh... any problems, doc? — I asked, worried about his reaction.
— Nev... Never mind, it's j... it's just that... well... you were not supposed to see me.
— W... What?
— Yeah, I should remain outside of your field of vision, you know.
— Uh... do you... do you want me to turn back at you?
— N... No, it's not needed. A... Actually, it even shouldn't be considered as an option here. — the doc answered, visibly disturbed
— What do you mean?
— Give me... Just a sec... STAY THERE, OK? — rushing outside the room as he answered me.
— O... Ok, then...
Clearly I was not understanding anything. Why this sudden reaction? As I pondered, I heard a buzzing sound, then nuclear sirens sounding. I saw people rushing by the corridor, then a voice talked to me from PA: "Mr. Dan, I politely ask you to stay right where you are now, don't move any muscle as you'd be posing a danger to both you and ourselves. I repeat: DO NOT MOVE, MR DAN!".
I became scared. What was happening? Am I in danger? Nuclear sirens... Am I radioactive? But what does it have anything to do with the fact that I was seeing the doc?
Then, a man in suit calmly entered the room and closed the door.
— Sit down.
— B... but there's no ch... — I was going to answer, until he pointed to a desk and two chairs that suddenly appeared inside the room. I sat down.
— Mr. Dan, right?
— Yeah
— I know what you're probably thinking. I know you're confused, but we need you to remain calm.
— But I AM calm.
— My apologies, Mr. Dan, but you're clearly not.
— I don't get it. How so?
— Because you're asking too many questions here, Mr. Dan.
— Of course I am, firstly a doc that is worried by the fact I could see him, then a buzzing sound, then nuclear sirens, people rushing... now you, looking and sounding like some FBI or Secret Service man...
— It doesn't matter who I am, Mr. Dan. It also doesn't matter who you are, Mr. Dan. I'm here to guarantee your calmness. Mr. Dan, will you remain calm?
I breathed in and out. — Yeah.
— Good. — He smiled. — Let's proceed. What do you see, Mr. Dan?
— I see lots of things. White walls and white lights, a sudden desk and two chairs, one of which I am sitting right now, the other one you're sitting. And you, I also see you.
— That's bad news, Mr. Dan.
— Why is that? Because I see you?
— Not just it. Because you see a desk and two chairs.
I tried my best to remain calm.
— Mr. Dan, I politely ask you to remain calm.
— Yeah.
— Will you remain calm?
— Yeah.
— Mr. Dan, will you remain calm?
— I said yes.
— Mr. Dan, we need you to remain calm. Will you remain calm?
— I SAID YES!! — I yelled out of patience.
As I yelled, the lights flickered and the man became clearly scared. He quickly stood up and walked away from me while staring at me.
— M.. Mr. Dan, please, we beg you, remain calm!
The desk and his chair began to hover. I was now scared. The man in suit knelt before me, like he was... praying to me?
— Mr. Dan, The Man Who Can See, please, we beg you, remain your calmness.
— I... I'm not getting it... What's happening?
The former doc arrived at the room with a dozen more men in suit, like Secret Service or something. One of them had an uniform with a weird white and purple heptagon symbol. Every one of them knelt before me and "prayed" in chorus:
— Mr. Dan, The Man Who Can See, please, we beg you, remain your calmness. Remain your calmness.
I was uncomfortable with all this situation.
— Guys, I am no deity to be kneed to. What the frick is happening?
They stared at each other, then they started to cry, all of them. Then, a bearded man entered the room. "Sit down, all of you", he said while walking and while many chairs started to pop into existence before me. They quickly sat down, and I also sat down, trying to remain calm even facing the whole absurd situation.
— It's indeed absurd, Mr. Dan Moxxe — he said, saying my full name.
— Sorry but... who ar...
— I'm none of your business, Mr. Dan Moxxe. I'm here to answer your questions about the situation and nothing more.
— Ok, so, what's happening?
— You're not supposed to see anyone of us. That's what's happening.
— And why I shouldn't see all of you?
— Because you're not alive, Mr. Dan.
The answer shocked me.
— I... I'm... Am I dead?
— My apologies, Mr. Dan.
I pondered for a minute.
— Ok, so, if I'm dead, how am I here? And how are you talking with me?
— You're not here, Mr. Dan. That's the other problem.
— Ok, and how are you talking with me?
— We're not talking with you either, Mr. Dan.
— I don't think I'm getting it.
— You can't get it.
— I know! I know! You're all a thing of my head, isn't it? You guys don't even exist and I'm hallucinating your existences, right?
Everyone smiled and started to clap at me.
— Man... I'm really... I'm crazy! I'm probably crazy!
— Remain calm, Mr. Dan."
