Getting off the car, Heidi stepped onto the stone square in front of the museum and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The cool, slightly salty sea breeze blew, as if it also swept away the tiredness and anxiety accumulated after her continuous work, bringing her a sense of relief.
The young psychiatrist had not taken a vacation in almost a month, and recently she had been dealing with frenzied heretics almost daily. She even felt that the madness in the minds of these heretics was gradually infecting her own spirit, making her struggle with insomnia and vivid dreams every day.
Fortunately, today she did not have to think about those crazy cultists and their deformed minds.
Another gust of sea breeze came from the end of the street, lifting Heidi's skirt. She raised her hand to hold down her long dress and the wide-brimmed hat on her head, and looked up at the large white building in front of her with streamlined domes and beautiful side buildings.