“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.

Zeplin smiled. “Don't

giving way for the psychiatrist to

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

Silas asked as

and said, “It's done. She will wake up in a

tiled

said and headed out the door while Silas and Dr. Zeplin trailed

three of them headed toward the

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

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

hour, Dr. Zeplin stood up

is he doing?” Shane

deepest consciousness, and he's on the verge of a mental breakdown as he's overcome with negative sentiments. He has to undergo therapy immediately.

Do

a psychopath, but I can say

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

pursed his thin lips, saying nothing. However, he

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