Donner stopped talking and looked up at Dr. Robinson, who was quietly taking notes.
"Please continue."
"Are you sure you're really a shrink?"
Dr. Robinson smiled while pushing his glasses up.
"Yes, Donner. At least that's what my diploma says. Now, do go on."
Donner sat quietly for a moment, looking down at his hands.
"You mean about when I…."
"Yes?"
He shrugged at the doctor.
"You're better off with the version I tell those other quacks. Besides, you know what really happened. I'm sure it's in my file. No point in rehashing that fucking nightmare again."
"I want to hear you say it."
Donner sighed.
"Tell me, Donner, what did you do in the woods? Did you ever find Bigfoot?"
"Sasquatch! And, you know the answer. I've told all those other doctors a million times over that they came to me. They understood me. They accepted me for who I was. They…"
Donner grew quiet, knowing that the truth and the lies were blurring.
"Get it out, Donner. I promise that it will feel better just to finally say it."
"I don't know where to start. It's all so fucking mixed together now."
