How To Fix a Zero Sanity Doctor

Amiya - Dokutah? Dokutah~!

"Dokutah! Dokutah! Wake up Dokutah!"

Loud ringing filled his head. His ears picked up a voice, feminine, loud, worried and filled with urgency, yet he couldn't quite catch the content of her words. His body was numb, devoid of the feeling of anything. His vision was blurry, only being able to see the faint outlines of a room and a few humanoid figures before him, nothing more, nothing less.

When he tried to move, nothing happened. When he tried to speak, his voice failed him.

"Mrgh..."

His head was muddled and hazy. How he got here, when he got here, where here even was, he lacked responses for any of those questions. Hell, he didn't even know who he even was.

"Dokutah!?"

Give or take a few seconds, and his head began clearing up. His hand, he realized, was clasped in the hands of a young girl. Her eyes were watery as she seemed to be holding onto his hand as if her life depended on it.

"Thank goodness you're awake, Dokutah."

"Ngh..."

His attempts at trying to say, 'Who are you? Where am I? Who am I?' failed. All he could manage was a soft rasp. His vocal chords, it seemed, were stiff and unused.

"It's me, Amiya. I've missed you."

At least one of his questions was answered. But her name didn't ring any bells. Judging by how empty, how wrong his head felt, however, he doubted anything would be ringing up there. Amnesia was the term, though he was surprised he was able to remember that rather than his own name.

"Dokutah... What's wrong?"

His lack of response must've concerned Amiya. The entire one-sided conversation involved him staring up at her, motionless, probably expressionless too.

"Can you hear me?"

'Yes,' he desperately wanted to say, yet his vocal chords failed him once more. His continued lack of response sent Amiya into a depressive state. She looked down at him sadly, her hand coming close to his face and caressing it.

"Dokutah..."

"Blood pressure, body pressure, and everything else seems to be within normal ranges."

"Then why...?"

Just then, a loud bang reverberated through the room. The sound of the door being opened with excessive force sent his head ringing. He heard multiple footsteps, signaling the arrival of multiple people.

"Dobermann?"

The person in question chose to ignore Amiya. Instead, she walked over to the platform the Doctor was lying on. Her strides were purposeful, her pace fast. Dobermann popped into his point of view. She looked older and more mature than Amiya, also lacking the long ears the younger girl possessed.

He saw Dobermann put a hand on his forehead, though the feeling of it being there failed to register in his head. Lying there unmoving, he felt uncomfortable under the intense scrutinizing gaze Dobermann gave him.

"It's just as she said," Dobermann muttered to herself before turning to address the rest of the people in the room. "Everyone, leave the room at once."

Obediently, all the operators in the room left without question. All of them except Amiya.

"Dobermann... what are you planning to do?"

"A procedure that should get the Doctor back in the right state of mind. It's nothing that concerns you, Amiya."

"If it concerns Dokutah, then it concerns me."