“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.”

sigh of relief and eased his

“Don't worry,

retracted a few steps, giving way for the psychiatrist to do

to clap by Natalie's ears. With a snap, she

asked as he pointed

the sweat off his forehead and said, “It's done. She will wake up in

Silas tiled his brow in

of here first,” Shane said and

them headed toward

“Would

Stanley's mental state while Shane, Silas, and Dr. Morrison

Dr. Zeplin stood up with

how is he doing?”

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 overcome

the revelation. “Uncontrollable... Do you mean he's

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

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

thin lips, saying nothing. However, he

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