The Uninvited

of encounter. His bare skin is almosttranslucent, in the same way as amaggot’s, and mapped with blue veins.The pale hair on his limbs and genital areacatches the sunlight. His penis rests on histhigh, flaccid. He has a small pot belly. Ahospital nightgown lies on the floor. Hehas apparently just removed it. Dr Azizshakes her head and again points at thedoor, indicating I should leave. But justthen Jonas Svensson turns his attention tome, shouting something in Swedish andmotioning angrily at the chair. He wantsme to sit. I hesitate. I don’t mind nothaving eye contact with him. But hismirror sunglasses are distracting. I haveno wish to see my own alarmed face. Ilook at the floor and say, ‘I came to seeyou from London. I’m investigating what