“Mr. Shane, what's the matter? How did you get hurt?” Silas asked as he helped Dr. Morrison to wrap the bandage around his arm.

The man did not reply. After his bandage was done, he cast a glance at the older doctor and asked, “You're a psychiatrist?”

“Yes, Mr. Shane. I'm Dr. Zeplin.”

“Do you know hypnosis?” Shane stood up.

“Yes,” Dr. Zeplin nodded his head.

“Great. Follow me.” Shane walked over to the sofa and brought him into the master bedroom.

Curious, Silas trailed behind the two.

In the bedroom, Natalie widened her unblinking eyes at the ceiling like a soulless puppet.

Gulping, Silas said, “Mr. Shane, Ms. Smith...”

“She's been hypnotized. Can you snap her out of it?” Shane looked at Dr. Zeplin.

The psychiatrist did not reply and checked on Natalie before saying, “Sure. Her condition is not so serious. I can snap her out of it.”

and eased his tense expression. “I'll

smiled. “Don't worry, Mr.

few steps, giving way

down to clap by Natalie's ears.

it?” Silas asked as he pointed at

wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, “It's done.

Silas tiled

since she's alright now, let's get out of here first,” Shane said and headed out the door while Silas and Dr. Zeplin trailed

of them

the floor. “Would you please look at him

Dr. Zeplin replied and crouched down to examine Stanley's mental

Zeplin stood up with a

how is he doing?” Shane

shook his head. “It's not looking good. I just entered his deepest consciousness, and he's on the verge of a mental breakdown as he's

revelation. “Uncontrollable... Do you mean he's going to

worse than a madman. A madman wouldn't necessarily become a psychopath, but I can say that he's definitely

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

However, he

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