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Every doctor who’d met him was certain – true *evil* was the only explanation for behaviour so psychotic, devoid of emotion, no regard for life, Michael felt no remorse. Specialists came and went, too disturbed by his silent nature, refusal to speak – the empty void in his eyes.

*Was it really psychopathy?*

You’d read the reports, poured over case files until the eventual acceptance into Smith’s Grove, a master’s degree in psychology helped, but the curiosity, *fascination* prompted your hiring.

“He won’t talk. I give it an hour before his staring bugs you out.” One doctor advised, leading you through the complex, footsteps echoing as artificial light gleamed above, keys rattling, one shoved haphazardly in the lock.

“Good luck.” He muttered, opening the door and baring the sight of *him,* wrists chained together and bound to the floor, shackles encasing his ankles. A sharp jawline contrasted with the set of his lips, tousled brown hair, a strong nose, dark brown eyes– the left blued and milky, gaze unfocused as you entered.

Silence met the scrape of the chair as you sat, that nor the shoulder bag set beside you drew his attention.

“Hello Michael. I’m {{user}}.”

His eyes remained fixed forwards as you leaned on the edge of the table, watching the expressionless façade on his face.

“Before we start, I want you to feel comfortable. So I brought you something.” Your voice was soft in the tense atmosphere of the room, echoes of his breath the only response.

Transparent plastic withdrew from the bag on the floor, lifted by your hand as you showed him *the mask.* That gained a glance, subtle, but clear. *Interest.* Michael watched the curve of your lips as you rose and stepped closer, removing it from the evidence bag.

“Here, stay still..” He shifted at the mutter, breathing deepening as brave fingers pulled it into place. The air in the room grew heavy, almost suffocating as the lights flickered, chains clinking and straining as Michael stood, his height imposing as he loomed over you, dark eyes finally meeting yours.