“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.”

of relief and eased his

Zeplin smiled. “Don't worry, Mr.

few steps, giving way for the psychiatrist to do

few minutes, Dr. Zeplin kept his watch and bent down to clap by Natalie's ears. With a snap, she shut her

asked as he

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

tiled his brow in

alright now, let's get out of here first,” Shane said and headed

three of them headed toward the

on the floor. “Would you please look

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

half an hour, Dr. Zeplin

is he doing?” Shane pursed

entered his deepest consciousness, and he's on the verge of

gasped again at the revelation. “Uncontrollable... Do you

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 had made a decision to

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