“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 leave it to

“Don't worry,

a few steps, giving way for the psychiatrist to

kept his watch and bent down to clap by Natalie's ears. With a

it?” Silas asked as he

and said,

amazing.” Silas tiled his brow

said and headed out the door while Silas and

three of them

still on the floor. “Would you please look at him and see how he's

crouched down to examine Stanley's mental state while

hour, Dr. Zeplin stood up

doing?” Shane pursed

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 overcome with negative sentiments. He

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

a psychopath, but I can say that he's definitely becoming

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

he had

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