He was the master of fear. His enemies cowered before him, shaking and trembling.
Now, he is a pitiful patient at his old workplace.
He was the best phsycologist around, able to manipulate you with words.
Now, he is forced to listen to the doctors who think they can 'cure' him.
He was once respected as the intelligent man who was perfect every way.
Now, he is always watched with gazes of pity.
He was always hurt and ridiculed.
Now, he is the no-one dared mess with.
He was beaten every day.
Now, he is insane.
He was the victim.
Now, he is the culprit.
He was laughed at.
Now he is the one laughing.
He was scared of them.
Now, he is the one causing fear.
He was weak.
But he should thank them because he is no longer Jonathan Crane.
Now, he is the scarecrow.
