When I was a journalist, I once came to Saburova Dacha to interview for an article. There were a lot of impressions and my imagination worked to its fullest. In this series of fairy tales, I talk about ordinary people who find themselves in a difficult situation and, by chance, find themselves in a “mysterious” clinic. Nobody can describe the gloomy “horror” of everyday life in a psychiatric hospital better than Edgar Allan Poe. I like to see the good in any situation, so the fairy tales are written with elements of humor, which were brought by the ghosts of the “old hospital”: the doctor, the patients and the old nurse. It’s unclear where and in what way they came to me, asked to be part of a fairy tale, and I couldn’t refuse them.