“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.”

relief and eased his tense expression. “I'll leave it to

“Don't worry,

a few steps, giving way for the psychiatrist

to clap

it?” Silas asked as he

and said, “It's done.

Silas tiled his brow

of here first,” Shane said and headed out the door while Silas and Dr. Zeplin trailed behind

them headed toward the

who was still on the floor. “Would you please look at him and see

crouched down to examine Stanley's mental state while Shane, Silas, and Dr. Morrison stood and

hour, Dr. Zeplin

how is he doing?” Shane pursed

on the verge of a

“Uncontrollable... Do

A madman wouldn't necessarily become a psychopath, but I can

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

However, he had made a decision to send Stanley

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