Devil's Music

There was a song of water in the four-seater room. Barbara, who closes her eyes and makes a happy face, and Mijin on the side bed turns her head behind her ear as if she wants to hear more music.

On the other bed, I saw both the fishing lady and the headless lady pause their distracting movements and the speakers with the music flowing.

Barbara closes her eyes and smiles when she hears the piano's footnotes and the heavy notes of the bass guitar.

“Hm… why? It reminds me of my childhood, when I used to jump off the mountain, off the field, worry-free. ”

The gun smiles and touches Barbara's forehead.

“Take it easy, Barbara. ”

Barbara narrows her eyes and raises her gun.

“Thank you.”

There were tens of thousands of emotions melted in just one word, "Thank you." Barbara's gratitude for having lived in the world for a long time came to a different sensation than the gratitude others had sent to her case.

Looking down at Barbara with a warm smile, he peers at her. I still haven't been able to get away from the depressed look, but seeing Mijin stop crying and listen to the music, I woke up and turned the music into repetitive playback.

‘I need to go out for a while so I don't get in the way. ’

When I saw the bed opposite me, I noticed that the lady who was pecking at the bed and fishing was lying comfortably in a duvet and closing her eyes.

The woman staring blankly out the window. The gun kills the footsteps, and as it approaches the door, the three nurses who slightly open the door and raise their eyes through the door become farther away.

When the nurses saw the door open and sat in the waiting seat right next to the door, they felt exhausted and distant.

“That's Kay's new song? Isn't that a little different from music so far? ”

“Yes, I feel like New Age music, something mysterious and serene is so different from Fury. ”

“I think this is better. I just heard some music coming through the door, and I was so happy. ”

I glanced at them, doing nothing for about an hour, just crossing my arms and looking at the floor.

Suddenly, I saw the watch again, went into the room, took my phone and speakers, and came out.

After closing the door and looking inside through the window, I smiled and left the hospital, and the nurses who were still watching him ran to look inside the room.

A nurse opened the door carefully and looked inside, feeling strange in the room atmosphere.

“Oh my……. ”

Room 403 was one with depression and aphasia, insomnia and schizophrenia. The nurse opened her mouth when she saw all four patients in the room who were normally awake in the middle of the night because everyone had different bedtimes.

“Was the nurse in 403 Lisa? ”

“Yes, there he is. ”

Lisa came in with a bunch of cartes to help with her doctor rounds, looking at the nurses gathered in front of 403.

“Is something wrong? ”

The nurses who were peering inside the elongation chamber closed their doors quietly. I didn't want to wake my patients who were barely asleep. The last nurse out of the room grabbed the door hook and asked.

“Lisa, did everyone in room 403 ever fall asleep at the same time? ”

You place the carte that Lisa was holding on top of the seat that the gun was sitting on, and straighten her back.

“Tsk tsk, tsk. 403? Um... I don't think so, because I'm treating insomnia with Barbara alone out of four. ”

“Right? I saw you on the night shift a couple of times, but at least one of you was awake at dawn. ”

Lisa tilts her head and asks.

“Then why do you ask? ”

As the nurses step aside, pointing to the room, Lisa looks into the window of the room as she looks at them curiously.

Lisa opens the door cautiously with a slightly surprised look on her face and steps inside. The first face I saw in the room was Barbara.

Alzheimer's has nothing to do with insomnia, so Barbara usually sleeps well, but at night she rarely takes a nap in the morning. Lisa looks at Barbara's sleeping face with a warm smile.

Lisa is surprised to see one of your patients sleeping with a low snoring episode of the most insomnia.

When I opened my eyes wide and looked back, I saw the other two women curled up as if they were asleep.

Mijin is just sleeping silently, but the three patients, including Barbara, seem to be smiling and having a happy dream.

Lisa, who has been staring at her patients for a long time, comes out, closes the door tightly and asks with a serious face.

“Tell me what happened. ”

After hearing from the nurses about an hour of music that he had played as a new song, Lisa once again looked inside the room window and heard that this scene had been performed.

“I have to report this to the doctor. ”

“Your doctor? You might say he's crazy... ”

“Still, we're going to report any changes that occur to patients. ”

“Look... please don't talk about us. I was supposed to be treated like a madman for no reason... ”

“Haha, I get it. Go back to work. ”

Lisa's eyes widen as she hurriedly looks at the nurses leaving her position.

“Music…… there was always a way to treat it with music. Let's report it first. ”

* * *

The next morning.

Another visit to the hospital today walked to the psychiatric ward. I always stop walking past noisy floors and head to the fourth floor.

When I saw more than ten doctors and twenty nurses standing in front of 403, I quickly stepped off what I thought was going to happen. Lisa whispers to the middle-aged doctor who saw it coming.

“Here they come. ”

The middle-aged doctor looked at Carte and smiled and said.

“Kay? Nice to meet you. Larry Wilkins, chief of psychology. ”

The gun looks through the window of the room and asks.

“What's going on? ”

“Haha, something happened. I've been waiting to ask you something. ”

“Yes, go ahead. ”

“Have a seat for a moment. ”

Larry sits in a chair with authority, surrounded by doctors and nurses. Larry smiles, smiling as he looks awkward surrounded by doctors and nurses.

“Relax, there was no accident. I'd like to ask you a few questions. ”

“Yes… do it. ”

Larry looks over at the four cartes.

“I heard you played a new song here yesterday, right? ”

He looks embarrassed and says in a crawling voice.

“Ah... that's why. I'm sorry, I acted on my own without permission. ”

“Well, was that for therapeutic purposes? ”

“I'm not a doctor, and I can't do it for treatment, just because Barbara likes music, I've been listening to it for a while. The other patients were also listening to Barbara as she was playing music. ”

“Well, I see. So it doesn't matter, because the visitor was just playing music to the patient. ”

“Yes… but why……. ”

Larry still looks at Carte with a serious look.

“The study of music therapy is still ongoing, but it's not the same music for every patient, but it's the setting of therapy that has been studied to date to play different music depending on the patient's condition. But what happened yesterday was that we couldn't understand it at all. ”

Larry hands over a carte.

“Name, Barbara Dumas. 79 years old. This patient has Alzheimer's and has no insomnia, so you can listen to music and sleep comfortably. This is understandable. ”

Larry picks up the next cartel and says,

“Name, Alicia Glass. Age 44. Severe schizophrenia, depression, insomnia. He's been in psych for over three years now, after he survived a shark attack while his family was fishing at sea. ”

Larry opens his mouth again when he sees the next carte.

“Name, Courtney Thompson. 39 years old, considering moving to solitary confinement because depression and insomnia were not improving and were occasionally prone to aggression. ”

Larry explains that he has the last of the cartels.

“Name, Kim Mi-jin, age 36. He suffers from severe depression, aphasia and insomnia after losing his daughter in a Mafia shootout. ”

After describing your patient, Larry looks up to Gunn.

“Okay? All four patients are different cases, different reasons, different symptoms. But when I listen to your music, all four patients are showing signs of improvement. It was only a day, of course, and it might be temporary. Would you like to take a look inside the room? ”

After a moment of making eye contact with Larry, I got up and looked at the window in the room. I stood by the window, opened the window, and I saw Barbara's back looking out first, and I saw Alicia peeling an orange peel out of the refrigerator.

She puts hand-knitted oranges in the mouth of Courtney on the side bed. I was expressionless, but Courtney, who put orange in her mouth, was chewing hard as she wiped off the elongated juice.

Mijin's place was not seen outside, so I couldn't tell, but I was surprised by the appearance of a general ward, not a mental ward, and I stood still for a moment.

Larry approaches, looking at the room quietly.

“How is it? You can see it's improving in the eyes of people who don't know medicine, right? ”

I couldn't take my eyes off the room.

“Yeah, that's what it looks like to me. ”

Larry says, looking at the case with silence for a moment.

“The music. I heard it's still unpublished. When are you going to do it? ”

After a moment of deliberation, he said.

“It's for a regular album, and this is the first song I've done. I think it's going to take some time to work on other songs, and I think it's going to be around winter this year. ”

Larry bites his lip and looks at the calendar. At the end of May, Larry looked a little worried and decided that he needed more than six months to make it to winter.

“Kay, there are a lot of people in the world who are hurt. They're asking the world for help, but the world doesn't know much about mental illness yet. So medical professionals are trying to help those who suffer every day. ”

The gun nods deeply.

“I'm well aware. Doctors and nurses all believe that's how you treat your patients. ”

Larry hesitates carefully.

“It may be hard to hear music that hasn't been released yet, but can you help us out? ”