A Madman Who Sells Normality

Last Customer- The Excellent Officer

“Miss Bella, even though you won’t remember what I’m saying to you, I really have to thank you for everything you’ve done for me.” The man said earnestly, when he saw the nurse who took off his bindings.

“Don’t be polite sir. I’m helping you because I’m very interested in what you’ve accomplished.”

“Yes, but even those thoughts don’t belong to you.” The man said, without trying to avoid a taboo subject because he knew the woman wouldn’t care about his words. Perhaps the woman had already lost her own awareness.

“He’s going out! Quick, stop him! Quick!! AHHH!” Fassett heard a nearby room immediately start yelling as he was getting a doctor’s diagnosis.

The man passed through the iron door that had already been opened and left the ward in which he had been staying for a long time and walked to the next door’s ward.

“I must leave now sir. My next customer is waiting for me.” The man took off his hat and bowed to Fassett and then put his hat on again. Then, he turned around walked towards the doors of the mental hospital.

After the man left, they forgot that a patient had previously lived in the room next to Fassett.

“So we meet again sir. I really didn’t think that my next patient would be you.” The man looked around him. He had left this place for almost ten years.

“Ah, you. It’s you, I know.” After taking medicine long-term, Fassett’s verbal ability and thinking ability had been greatly damaged.

“At first when I saw your name on my list, I thought, ‘How could you be my patient?’” The man took out a huge list from his handbag.

“You. Catch. Can’t. You.” Fassett ignored the man and continued to talk to himself.

“Later I realized, sir! You saw too much, you thought too much. You’re more excellent than the average officer.

“Excellent.” It seemed that Fassett had heard this word somewhere but he couldn’t recall where.

“More than excellent, so much so that you’re no longer considered normal, right?”

“Excellent, excellent, abnormal!” Fassett shook his head while emotionally repeating what he had said.

“Because no one could understand you, you got sent here.”

“Why. No believe. Me.” Fassett began to cry.

“If you could just see what a normal police officer saw, you wouldn’t be here today.” The man took out a gray handkerchief so that Fassett could wipe off the tears on his face and then used the handkerchief to cover his eyes. “If you can’t see, wouldn’t everything get better?”

That night, Fassett’s mother received a call from the mental hospital.

“Madam, I have bad news and good news. I hope you will stay calm and hear me out.

“Because of an accident, your son became blind.

“But please don’t be sad. After becoming blind, his performance calmed down a lot. If he can continue on like this, he will quickly be able to become a normal person and leave the hospital.

“So congratulations madam. You will be able to meet your son soon.”