.
I.
At that time I did a drama workshop in the asylum. It was once a week and more than a final presentation, which looked very distant, "what we did was closer to a kind of therapy, where we moved a little and took over some specific behaviors.
must have been in one of those classes where I learned of the existence of Franco, in Hall C.
"Your case is somewhat unique," she told the nurses. Derived several years ago entered a residence where he had interned their families because of overnight began to believe invisible.
- How invisible? I asked.
-not visible, "he said at that time. And that was all I knew for a while.
Then the weeks went by and told me other things, for example, which he blamed for his state to a potion that would have taken, and that the effect also included the belief that it was not heard by others, or is perceived whatsoever.
- But it is so dangerous to have it in Hall C? I asked, knowing that in him were the individual patients, usually derived from penitential institutions.
"It's not dangerous," he explained, "but their behavior is unpredictable and annoying the rest, and believe it is preferable him there under observation.
and the weeks went by, and at my insistence visits are completed by Franco, the invisible, in Hall C.
II.
The following week they made me sign some papers, as the flag C could be extremely dangerous. I said that above all, should avoid contact with him, and pretend not to see, upon entering his room.
was then that I came to a locked door and opened it to me and told me that he enter any emergency and pressing the green button, which was next door.
and enter the site.
III.
Nobody was there.
may not believe me, but it's true.
I looked carefully in all directions, except an unmade bed that lay before me, did not see anyone in the room.
- Are under the bed? I asked, approaching the door.
But from outside I heard only laughter and praise about what a great actor who I was.
So I may go to bed, and pretending to pick something I looked down and discovered that there was nothing there, and I thought they were making fun of me, and I left abruptly and upset of the room.
"If it was a joke might have saved some errands, I said, but they pretended not to understand.
- What a joke ...? "They said. If you have performed excellently, Mr. Vian has been through the Franco side without even looking, as if he were not there ...
- What are you talking about?
"From his performance" they answered, it was excellent, especially when he pretended to look under the bed ...
I watched and tried to understand what happened. That is, I was sure it was a joke, but did not really know what the grace, or how far they could go on pretending.
That day I avoided the subject and went back stretch a bit embarrassed to do the workshop, and then I went home.
IV.
The next day I called the director of flag C.
- Sir Vian?
"Yes,
with him ..." I heard that you have visited the patient Franco, and I would like to inform you that your visit has been very helpful ...
- What ...?
"Her visit has helped and has made some progress today ... could go one of these days to ask for some collaboration with the case?
I hesitated a little, but he knew the voice of director and his tone was so serious that suddenly began to wonder if he really did not see Franco and he was there, near a wall, or on clothing revolt, the bed.
- Can we count on you, Mr. Vian? "She insisted the director.
"Maybe," I immediately confirmed.
V.
In short, the help they wanted from me was the following. I had to do a series of Franco room visits, and pretend to talk about it as if it will look, highlighting the need they had some people find it.
"But sir, I tried to explain," is there really, Franco ...?
- What do you mean?
"That if the patient is actually in that room ...
" Of course, never leaves this room, except when we took him to the bathroom.
"But I think it has been an error, nurses played a joke me and took me to an empty room ...
" That's impossible.
- Why is it impossible? I asked.
"Because it is not possible," explained the director. That is, I myself saw a visit from the mirror that was next to the bed.
- How ...?
"The mirror is a fake window, and gives to the observation room ... I myself saw the visit.
- And Franco was there?
"At his side ... what are you talking about, Vian?
I looked at the director and realized he was serious, and I was judged, and I was afraid even that would question my own sanity, so I accepted, and followed the game.
VI.
-Franco, are you here ...? I asked, entering the room and not meet anyone again.
This time, I worried about the place look fine, even running up my eyes, if he was hanging somewhere. But I saw nothing.
Then I tried to keep up the charade, but I thought then that if I kept talking to himself, could possibly penetrate, and that the joke could actually be a test to see how far resisted my sanity. So I left the place.
- What happens? "Said the director, just left.
"I will not continue the game.
- Are you afraid of Franco? He asked the director. Do not worry, you see or are approached, he listens ...
"There's nobody," he said.
"Sure, that's what he has to make you think, does not see it, but go and talk about what we agree ...
Yo analicé la situación y me fijé que había asistido otro doctor y que todos esperaban que yo hablase con Franco, aunque él no estuviese en ese cuarto…
-¿Y…? ¿Va a entrar? –me apuraron.
Y yo entré.
VII.
Fue así que ingresé nuevamente en aquella habitación y hablé con Franco. Me senté sobre la cama y lamenté en voz alta que él no estuviese ahí, porque había gente buscándolo y recalqué varias veces la necesidad que tenían de encontrarlo.
-A veces las personas se convierten en piezas esenciales para los otros –decía yo-, y no es justo que desaparezcan so, without a trace.
then spoke of the will of man, and raise the solution to the problem of invisibility was just wanting to appear again before the others, go to meet ...
"I have not confessed to anyone, then, emboldened some to that feeling ludicrous, and I suppose I also somehow become invisible, and you may not really know myself what site I am ... But you, Franco, beyond that you do not really know, you have the opportunity return to a place that awaits you ... if you were here I would say that we think ... and you decided to come back ... I kept
with the subject a little longer. I was encouraged with what I thought at least I play all the cards at once. And if I was going to make the crazy out there, the better it only on one occasion, and end this mess.
So, talking to Franco, and talking about me, basically, "I must have been half an hour, after which I left the place and, to the cheers of the nurses and doctors, I hastened to leave that place, without stopping to really find out why they applauded.
VIII.
I left the shop that day. He ordered an acquaintance who agreed to drive and even got to ride a work with them after a few months.
I, meanwhile, avoided talking about it, and was immersed in other things.
However, the last time I spoke with that known, shortly before the premiere of the work, "Franco told me he had left the flag C and which was now part of the workshop.
"According to doctors, say you owe it to you," she said, earnestly. Does not act very well, but it's a good guy, and apparently the place out soon ...
Then he gave me an invitation to see the play, but I would not go. In fact, now that I think even remember what play it was.
And of course, also returned to that place, or never knew anything else about the alleged Franco.
As for my life, I guess that was rearranged and messed up after that, and now, with luck, you might be reordering again.
So, to take care of that new order, I guess it's better to have these stories playing seem ambiguous, convincing myself that it is bad literature, and rule out other options that I would reap any benefit.
Besides ... what else I can do?
At that time I did a drama workshop in the asylum. It was once a week and more than a final presentation, which looked very distant, "what we did was closer to a kind of therapy, where we moved a little and took over some specific behaviors.
must have been in one of those classes where I learned of the existence of Franco, in Hall C.
"Your case is somewhat unique," she told the nurses. Derived several years ago entered a residence where he had interned their families because of overnight began to believe invisible.
- How invisible? I asked.
-not visible, "he said at that time. And that was all I knew for a while.
Then the weeks went by and told me other things, for example, which he blamed for his state to a potion that would have taken, and that the effect also included the belief that it was not heard by others, or is perceived whatsoever.
- But it is so dangerous to have it in Hall C? I asked, knowing that in him were the individual patients, usually derived from penitential institutions.
"It's not dangerous," he explained, "but their behavior is unpredictable and annoying the rest, and believe it is preferable him there under observation.
and the weeks went by, and at my insistence visits are completed by Franco, the invisible, in Hall C.
II.
The following week they made me sign some papers, as the flag C could be extremely dangerous. I said that above all, should avoid contact with him, and pretend not to see, upon entering his room.
was then that I came to a locked door and opened it to me and told me that he enter any emergency and pressing the green button, which was next door.
and enter the site.
III.
Nobody was there.
may not believe me, but it's true.
I looked carefully in all directions, except an unmade bed that lay before me, did not see anyone in the room.
- Are under the bed? I asked, approaching the door.
But from outside I heard only laughter and praise about what a great actor who I was.
So I may go to bed, and pretending to pick something I looked down and discovered that there was nothing there, and I thought they were making fun of me, and I left abruptly and upset of the room.
"If it was a joke might have saved some errands, I said, but they pretended not to understand.
- What a joke ...? "They said. If you have performed excellently, Mr. Vian has been through the Franco side without even looking, as if he were not there ...
- What are you talking about?
"From his performance" they answered, it was excellent, especially when he pretended to look under the bed ...
I watched and tried to understand what happened. That is, I was sure it was a joke, but did not really know what the grace, or how far they could go on pretending.
That day I avoided the subject and went back stretch a bit embarrassed to do the workshop, and then I went home.
IV.
The next day I called the director of flag C.
- Sir Vian?
"Yes,
with him ..." I heard that you have visited the patient Franco, and I would like to inform you that your visit has been very helpful ...
- What ...?
"Her visit has helped and has made some progress today ... could go one of these days to ask for some collaboration with the case?
I hesitated a little, but he knew the voice of director and his tone was so serious that suddenly began to wonder if he really did not see Franco and he was there, near a wall, or on clothing revolt, the bed.
- Can we count on you, Mr. Vian? "She insisted the director.
"Maybe," I immediately confirmed.
V.
In short, the help they wanted from me was the following. I had to do a series of Franco room visits, and pretend to talk about it as if it will look, highlighting the need they had some people find it.
"But sir, I tried to explain," is there really, Franco ...?
- What do you mean?
"That if the patient is actually in that room ...
" Of course, never leaves this room, except when we took him to the bathroom.
"But I think it has been an error, nurses played a joke me and took me to an empty room ...
" That's impossible.
- Why is it impossible? I asked.
"Because it is not possible," explained the director. That is, I myself saw a visit from the mirror that was next to the bed.
- How ...?
"The mirror is a fake window, and gives to the observation room ... I myself saw the visit.
- And Franco was there?
"At his side ... what are you talking about, Vian?
I looked at the director and realized he was serious, and I was judged, and I was afraid even that would question my own sanity, so I accepted, and followed the game.
VI.
-Franco, are you here ...? I asked, entering the room and not meet anyone again.
This time, I worried about the place look fine, even running up my eyes, if he was hanging somewhere. But I saw nothing.
Then I tried to keep up the charade, but I thought then that if I kept talking to himself, could possibly penetrate, and that the joke could actually be a test to see how far resisted my sanity. So I left the place.
- What happens? "Said the director, just left.
"I will not continue the game.
- Are you afraid of Franco? He asked the director. Do not worry, you see or are approached, he listens ...
"There's nobody," he said.
"Sure, that's what he has to make you think, does not see it, but go and talk about what we agree ...
Yo analicé la situación y me fijé que había asistido otro doctor y que todos esperaban que yo hablase con Franco, aunque él no estuviese en ese cuarto…
-¿Y…? ¿Va a entrar? –me apuraron.
Y yo entré.
VII.
Fue así que ingresé nuevamente en aquella habitación y hablé con Franco. Me senté sobre la cama y lamenté en voz alta que él no estuviese ahí, porque había gente buscándolo y recalqué varias veces la necesidad que tenían de encontrarlo.
-A veces las personas se convierten en piezas esenciales para los otros –decía yo-, y no es justo que desaparezcan so, without a trace.
then spoke of the will of man, and raise the solution to the problem of invisibility was just wanting to appear again before the others, go to meet ...
"I have not confessed to anyone, then, emboldened some to that feeling ludicrous, and I suppose I also somehow become invisible, and you may not really know myself what site I am ... But you, Franco, beyond that you do not really know, you have the opportunity return to a place that awaits you ... if you were here I would say that we think ... and you decided to come back ... I kept
with the subject a little longer. I was encouraged with what I thought at least I play all the cards at once. And if I was going to make the crazy out there, the better it only on one occasion, and end this mess.
So, talking to Franco, and talking about me, basically, "I must have been half an hour, after which I left the place and, to the cheers of the nurses and doctors, I hastened to leave that place, without stopping to really find out why they applauded.
VIII.
I left the shop that day. He ordered an acquaintance who agreed to drive and even got to ride a work with them after a few months.
I, meanwhile, avoided talking about it, and was immersed in other things.
However, the last time I spoke with that known, shortly before the premiere of the work, "Franco told me he had left the flag C and which was now part of the workshop.
"According to doctors, say you owe it to you," she said, earnestly. Does not act very well, but it's a good guy, and apparently the place out soon ...
Then he gave me an invitation to see the play, but I would not go. In fact, now that I think even remember what play it was.
And of course, also returned to that place, or never knew anything else about the alleged Franco.
As for my life, I guess that was rearranged and messed up after that, and now, with luck, you might be reordering again.
So, to take care of that new order, I guess it's better to have these stories playing seem ambiguous, convincing myself that it is bad literature, and rule out other options that I would reap any benefit.
Besides ... what else I can do?
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