Dissociative Identity Disorder.
Kim Jin-woos words made Jung Chae-won lean forward.
She had a hunch why Kim Jin-woo ca to the psychiatric clinic instead of the police station.
Kim Jin-woo, who had uttered his words with difficulty, seed to feel relieved as his face brightened up.
Jung Chae-won clicked her pen.
Can you tell more about it?
Yes. Thats why I ca here.
Kim Jin-woo spoke calmly.
Im not sure when it started. It could have been a long ti ago or since the day I noticed it.
How did you notice it?
One day, I realized that I was sleeping more. My sleeping hours increased from seven to eight, nine, ten hours. I overslept and was late for work sotis.
Lee Seo-juns soft voice echoed through the auditorium as it reached the microphone.
Every word he said was engraved in the audiences ears.
The gentle music played by the music team made Lee Seo-juns voice more clear.
Maybe you were just tired?
Yes. Thats what I thought at first. So I went to the hospital. They said it was stress-related and I decided to quit my job and take a vacation. But,
But?
The situation got worse.
Kim Jin-woos voice was filled with disappointnt as it spread throughout the auditorium.
His voice trembled.
He clenched his hands tightly until his veins popped out and struggled to recall that day.
Jung Chae-won also held her breath at the fear in his voice.
The next day, right after I felt relieved, I lost consciousness. It wasnt even midnight, but in broad daylight.
You fainted more than once.
Yes.
Anxiety swirled on Kim Jin-woos calm face. It was a shaky voice full of fear and nervousness, enough to tell even from the back seats where his expression was not visible.
Since then, I lost consciousness every day at irregular tis. When I woke up, there were more strange things happening.
How long did you lose consciousness?
Ten minutes, thirty minutes, one hour, three hours. It wasnt consistent either.
Kim Jin-woo wiped his dry mouth.
His stifled breathing ca out of the microphone and speakers.
The auditorium was silent.
The only sounds that could be heard were from Kim Jin-woo and Jung Chae-won.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the stage.
Was there anything else?
The things that were always in their place were moved to different places and the blankets that I tidied up were ssed up. The clothes that I cleaned were dirty and there were foods that I didnt eat in the fridge.
Wasnt it possible that soone broke in?
Thats what I thought too. So I installed a CCTV cara.
Kim Jin-woo, who had been speaking fairly calmly, gradually turned pale as if he was anxious.
He felt nauseous whenever he thought of that day.
Jung Chae-won pushed a cup of tea to Kim Jin-woo, who seed to have lost his mind halfway.
Kim Jin-woo didnt seem to notice the cup of tea at all.
That day, as usual, I fainted. I thought the front door would open. But it didnt.
It was a voice that sounded like he was dying.
My body twitched.
He seed to recall that mont as he looked at the air instead of Jung Chae-won.
His speech was interrupted and his eyes wandered around.
My hand moved and
My upper body lifted and
I got up.
Kim Jin-woos eyes t the audiences at the end of his gaze.
It felt like they made eye contact with him.
The first and second year students of the acting departnt buried themselves in their chairs without breathing.
The chairs were hard because they were foldable, but they had no ti to care about that.
Kim Jin-woo conveyed the horror and fear, the creepy chill that he felt at that ti.
The thing that was sitting down
Got up from its seat
And stood on two feet.
The fear of sothing unknown.
Kim Jin-woos hand shook as he recalled that mont.
The body wandered around the house. It used my phone, watched TV, ate food that I didnt eat, wore my clothes, laughed, and talked.
The tremor from his fingertips spread to Kim Jin-woos body. He looked like he was about to cry.
But, but I had no mory of any of that.
Was it only for one day?
No. It has been like this ever since then until now. It happened yesterday too. And I dont know when it will happen today.
He was exhausted just by telling his story. Kim Jin-woo wiped off his cold sweat.
Jung Chae-won, who looked at him with pity, spoke in a calm voice.
Jin-woo. What can I do to help you?
Kim Jin-woo bit his lips and clenched his heart tightly. Many wrinkles appeared on his white sweater.
I want to get rid of it.
Why did this thing co and ruin my life?
Why does it try to take over my life?
Jung Chae-won nodded as she sensed the resentnt, injustice, pain, and fear in his words.
Lets do so tests first. The results will co out in two days, so co back then.
Yes. I understand.
Kim Jin-woo got up from his seat and headed out of the clinic.
He nodded to the nurse and disappeared to the side of the stage.
Jung Chae-won wrote sothing on the chart.
The nurse, who had been looking around the clinic for a while, pretended to turn off the light by pressing the switch.
Now!
The music team leader, who was hiding next to the stage, turned off the lights according to the cue.
At the sa ti, the lights on the stage went off.
Ugh!
As soon as he ca in, Seo-jun quickly took off his soft sweater and straightened his gray shirt.
Kang Jae-han and Jeon Seong-min, who were waiting, stuck to Seo-jun and ssed up his neat hair.
Seo-jun, Jae-han, and Seong-min had smiles on their faces as they enjoyed the thrill of the play that required quick movents unlike movies or dramas.
Good. Its over. Chae-yeon!
Yes!
When Seo-jun called after he was ready, Kim Chae-yeon, the music team leader, turned on the light switch.
Seo-jun, who was smiling until a mont ago, hardened his face.
Jae-han and Seong-min nodded and gave him a thumbs up as they saw Seo-jun imrse himself in an instant.
Pitch-black darkness.
After a while, the lights ca back on.
Jeong Chae-won was sitting on the sofa in the clinic.
The nurse was also looking at the chart at the counter.
Bang!!
The sound of the door opening roughly was heard.
Kim Jin-woo popped out from behind the stage and collapsed on the floor.
His white sweater that indicated the passage of ti had changed to a gray shirt.
His calm and neat appearance was gone and his slightly curly hair was a ss.
He looked desperate at a glance.
The nurse ca out from the counter and grabbed Kim Jin-woo who was sitting on the floor.
Patient! Are you okay?!
Doctor!! Doctor!!
It was a voice full of fear and confusion. He looked around anxiously as if he was uneasy about sothing.
Kim Jin-woos trembling body could be felt even though the nurse was holding him.
Jeong Chae-won, who was in the clinic, ca out to the lobby because of the noise.
And then she found Kim Jin-woo and the nurse on the floor.
Surprised, Jeong Chae-won quickly ran to Kim Jin-woo.
What is this! Mr. Jin-woo? Mr. Jin-woo? Are you okay?
Doctor!! Doctor!!
Kim Jin-woo looked for Jeong Chae-won like a child looking for his mother.
His precarious appearance was sohow eerie.
How scary was Kim Jin-woos enemy that he showed such a miserable and powerless look?
It was more shocking because it contrasted with his neat appearance just before.
The first and second year students of acting departnt who were watching Seo-juns expression, eyes, breathing, and trembling without blinking from the front seat, as well as the audience who were watching from a far distance from the stage, swallowed their saliva.
Kim Jin-woo scread.
He knew it!!
The audience got goosebumps from Seo-juns voice that ca through the speaker.
The fear in it was conveyed to the audience as it was.
The four actors who were watching from the staff seats, writer So Eun-jin, and even the directors who were watching Seo-jun through the cara focused on the stage without breathing.
Mr. Jin-woo. Calm down.
Jeong Chae-won, a psychiatrist, moved calmly.
She took Kim Jin-woo, who was full of fear, to the clinic with the help of a nurse.
Kim Jin-woo seed to feel relieved to see Jeong Chae-won and moved obediently.
Jeong Chae-won sat Kim Jin-woo on the sofa.
Kim Jin-woo muttered with a pale face while shaking his legs and fiddling with his hands in front of his teacup.
He knew it. He knew it. What should I do? No. Ill lose it if I do this. No. This is my body. Why did this happen to ? What did I do wrong?
It was a monologue.
It was a low voice that murmured.
But every word that Seo-jun uttered reached the ears of the audience without missing a single letter.
Seo-juns delivery was good and also because of the tension that filled Yeoul Hall, the audiences hearing was better than usual.
Mr. Jin-woo. Who is he?
Its ! !!
Kim Jin-woo shouted unknowingly and looked surprised as he t Jeong Chae-wons eyes.
He seed to realize that he had beco nervous because of unbearable fear.
Guilt appeared on Kim Jin-woos face.
Im sorry, Im sorry. Really. I
But he couldnt shake off his anxiety and kept shaking his legs and hands.
Kim Jin-woos head moved around as if he was looking around the clinic.
It should have been inside the clinic, but this was the stage.
The audience who were facing Seo-jun shivered every ti they t Seo-juns anxious eyes.
Seo-juns anxiety and fear seed to be contagious.
No. Its okay. Mr. Jin-woo. Take a deep breath first.
Kim Jin-woo followed Jeong Chae-wons words.
It was just a deep breath, but even that deep breath was so captivating.
I saw the CCTV.
Kim Jin-woo, who barely cald down, opened his mouth with difficulty.
He saw the CCTV. He smiled while watching the CCTV. He smiled arrogantly. He seed to know that I couldnt do anything. He didnt even try to hide himself.
Kim Jin-woo shivered. Jeong Chae-won said in a calm but pitying voice.
So Mr. Jin-woos other personality knows Mr. Jin-woos situation. What about you, Mr. Jin-woo? Do you know his situation?
No. No. I dont know.
Kim Jin-woo curled up as if he was crouching.
I dont know. Why did this happen to ? What is he trying to do by doing this? What is he trying to do by taking away my life? What if he attacks other people like he did to those two people? Doctor. Please help . Please help .
Jeong Chae-won nodded at Kim Jin-woos pitiful voice.
Yes. Ill help you.
Thank you, thank you
First, Ill give you so dicine. If you take the dicine and talk to , we can find the cause.
dicine.
The audience felt dissatisfied but also had to nod at the doctor-like answer of the psychiatrist.
The audience also thought that there was no special way to treat dissociative identity disorder other than dicine and counseling.
They cant do exorcism or sothing.
The doctor, Jeong Chae-won, was just doing what she could.
Yes
Kim Jin-woo seed to think so too, or he looked relieved because soone believed his story and nodded his head with a rather relieved face.
Jeong Chae-won looked at Kim Jin-woo leaving the clinic with pity.
Kim Jin-woo walked with his shoulders drooping as if he had lost his energy.
He looked powerless even when he walked with the help of a nurse and received a dicine bag and disappeared next to the stage.
Jeong Chae-won sat on the sofa and was lost in thought.
The nurse made a phone call with soone.
The voice was not heard. Jeong Chae-won wrote sothing on the chart.
The nurse pretended to press the switch and turn off the light again.
Behind the stage.
There was another commotion in a place that was not visible from the audience seats.
Seo-jun quickly took off his gray shirt and put on a black polo shirt that covered his neck.
While Kang Jae-han calmly brushed Seo-juns hair, Jeon Seong-min put a gauze on Seo-juns left cheek with a prepared gauze.
Done!
Chae-yeon!
We have to get ready too!
Seo-jun stood close to the stage so that he could go out right away, and Jae-han and Seong-min who appeared this ti also breathed out and stood behind him.
Kim Chae-yeon pressed the light switch.
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