⚔️Serberia

The doctor invited Renold to lie down, then sat down next to him and prepared to listen.
— Well, tell me, what's bothering you.

—Good afternoon. I'm doing well, thank you. —this time, Renold decided to gather his thoughts and tell everything more coherently. —In general, after our battle with the dendroids in the forest, something seemed to switch in my head. At first, I thought it might be the aftereffects of the injuries, and it would pass with time, but so far, it hasn't. Every time I remember that battle, I feel a chill all over my body, I can barely breathe. And it's as if I'm paralyzed, unable to move, and my own heart is pounding in my temples. And I have the feeling that it's a wild fear and disgust at the same time. When I imagine those wooden faces, or just think about the forest, I feel sick. And now I often see that battle in my dreams, and it always ends in a nightmare. I feel that I won't be able to fight in the forest anymore, let alone just take a walk. Every time I think that those terrible monsters are watching me from the thicket.