After, they transported me in an oxygenated room. When I woke, we walked out. A nice officer slowed down. They offered to take me home. I was around 25 minutes from the nearest Center. Two hours from my house in the City. From there, they categorized me ‘homeless with responsibility’. I figure out another appointment six months later. From there, the drugs were updated to ‘active and in battle’. But then, distant voices and souvenirs kicked in. I followed my trail. Asking fewer questions, cooking, avoiding to alert just anybody. The nice officer had been transferred to Car Thief and Burglar Crime since. My drugs have been updated again to ‘Alert and Critical’.