“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 tense expression. “I'll leave it to

smiled. “Don't

retracted a few steps, giving way for the psychiatrist to

to

asked as he pointed at

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

tiled his

get out of here first,” Shane said

them

looked at Stanley who was still on the floor. “Would you please look at him

Stanley's mental state while Shane, Silas, and

Zeplin stood up with a grim

how is he doing?”

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

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

to be 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

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

lips, saying nothing. However, he had made

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