“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.”

heaved a sigh of relief and eased his tense expression. “I'll leave it

smiled. “Don't worry, Mr.

steps, giving way for the psychiatrist to

Zeplin kept his watch and bent down to clap

it?” Silas asked as he pointed

his forehead and said, “It's done. She

Silas tiled his

let's get out of here first,” Shane said and headed out the door

of them headed toward the

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

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

half an hour, Dr. Zeplin

how is he doing?” Shane pursed his

Zeplin 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 with negative sentiments. He has to undergo therapy

Do you mean he's going to

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

“That's terrifying.” Silas shuddered.

he had made a

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