Author's note:

On a roll!

This chapter is introducing the Therapist. Who will become a side character for now. But still plays a very important role in the story. She'll pop in and out as the story progresses. The date shows this is set a while before the events of the game! Chapter is in 3rd person this time.

Enjoy!

Rated M for Violence, Language and Sexual content

Chapter 4 - Observant

Case Number : 193
Patient : Thomas Evans
Consultation Dated : 2012.04.01
Initial Date of Patient Consult : 2012.02.04
Patient Age : 29
Gender : Male

THERAPY STATUS:
Patient is still reluctant to talk during his interviews. After his last session inside the Mophogenic Engine, his aggression has become worse. Smallest hints of his past concerning the events of his older brother can send him into a frenzy. Caution is advised. Restraints to be used during transport and interviews. Under no circumstances is to be left alone with no guards present.

DIAGNOSTICS:
Rashes forming on chest and stomach. Minimal risk. Hormone therapy to continue as normal.

Note:
To achieve verbal stimulation, please use contents included.

-.-.-

Dr Maria Night glanced up from the document, looking over towards the patient in question as she tucked a loose strand of black hair behind her ear. Evans stared back at her, as if assessing the young woman. Sizing her up. Like an alpha dog eyeing up a new comer. She had seen it all before; even though Maria had only recently transferred here. But it was strange. All the documents based upon this man made him sound like a violent killer.

But he just didn't look the part.

Evans wasn't exactly a large man. Quite short for his age, but well built. Probably from all the time he spends fighting with others. His face was soft; youthful, despite the scarring. Which looked as if someone had tried to cut the skin away completely. Which, Evans had tried to. According to his notes, Evans had tried to cut his own face off during a very distressing time for him, though was caught and stopped by one of the nurses caring for him. Which resulted in her being stabbed in the arm by the patient.

Even to this day, no one knows why he tried to disfigure himself in such a way. Evans refused to speak about the incident, or anything related to it. It was going to be hard, to dig this man out of his aggressive shell. She did try her hardest this time; ask about his day, how he was doing with the Mophogenic Machine, his dream state. But Evans refused to speak. They had been sitting here for some time, and still, not a peep.

Maria didn't really want to use the photos given to her. They were... unsettling. Crime photos of bloodied, mutilated bodies of several young men. All of which had their eyes gouged out and their hands chopped off, along with their genitalia. Had Evans done this?

Never judge a book by its cover they say.

And it applied to the gentle faced Evans.

Pulling the photos out of the small folder, she placed them upon the table in front of the restrained young man. Spreading them out so he could see each one clearly. "Evans." She spoke in a soft tone, gaining the patient's attention before tapping a finger against the photos. "Have a look at these for me, will you please?"

Asking this man politely seemed to go a long way. Evans didn't respond well to orders. And so, he looked down. Finally, some sort of reaction; a smile gently tugging at his lips. He was... happy? A sight like this seemed to delight him. As if killing these men had been the correct thing to do. In his troubled mind, it had been.

"How do you feel?" Maria asks him, keeping her tone gentle. Even though he had done horrific things, she had read on his past. About what had happened to him. Many might think his actions were justified, considering he was a victim, but the Doctor didn't. Evan's needed help. Needed therapy. Maybe then he could over come his past, lead some kind of normal life, without being haunted by these embedded emotions.

Little did she know about the true purpose of this place. It wasn't Murkoff's intention to cure the insane here.

"Evans." Maria spoke again, trying to gain the young man's attention. His piercing blue eyes were fixated upon the pictures.

Finally his stare broke to look up at her. "How do I feel?" He spoke for the first time. A rather chipper, British accent. Rather uncommon in a place like this. "Happy? Delighted? Proud?"

"Why is that?"

Evans gave her a confused look. "Why would I not? Isn't it a good thing to clean dirt off the streets? That's exactly what I did."

"And you think this was the correct way to bring them to justice?"

Again, he looked confused, head tilting to the side like a quizzical dog. "I do not understand the question. You think I did a bad thing?"

Maria would say yes, because that was the correct answer. But she had to choose her words correctly. One wrong move would set this man off into a frenzy. And considering he had taken out the previous interviewer - having not been properly secured to the chair - Maria knew she had to keep the other as calm as possible.

It wouldn't matter to him who she was, if provoked, Evans would not hesitate to attack like a rabid animal. It's just how he was.

"No, Evans. What they did to you was inexcusable, but-"

"Don't." The young man suddenly snapped, lip twitching up to expose sharp white teeth. "Don't bring it up."

"It's ok, Evans. I won't." She tried to reassure him, pulling the photos away. Though, this didn't seem to agree with him; Evans obviously liking the sight of his work. "And what about the attacks after then? Why do you think they deserved such a fate?"

He had grown quiet again. For a moment. "They shouldn't have tried to control me."

"They were trying to help you."

At this point, she was talking about the medical staff. Several nurses and doctors - including the previous interviewer - suffered at his hand. He had turned on them in an instant, despite the fact they were trying to help him.

"They shouldn't have touched me. Permission. Permission is needed... I don't want their dirty hands on me... I don't want them looking at me like that... disgusting..."

He fell silent again.

Another photo was brought out. One of a handsome young man, with piercing blue eyes and rich blonde hair. Much like Evans. They looked remarkably similar, which was no surprise, considering this was his older brother. Evans' first victim. "How about this?"

His whole body tensed up. The aggression flashed to fear at the image. Eyes wide, nostrils flared as he tried to keep his breathing steady. "Take it away.." He growled, that fear slowly turning back to it's usual aggression. "I said take it away!" This. This was the source of his fear. Just the image of his older brother was enough to send him into a frenzy.

Maria knew now she should have built up more to this moment. She had moved things too fast for Evans. And it sparked his aggression off.

The guards had to intervene this time as he began to thrash in his chair. "Stop trying to make me fuckin' remember! Bastards! Arseholes! You want me to relive it?! You want me to relive what they fucking did to me?! Is that it?! You sadistic cow! All of you!"

Maria had to flinch back. It was pure rage, like an animal as he thrashed and snapped at the guards. It was shocking how quickly his mood changed. Evans was completely unstable. Even after receiving quite a hefty smack from one of them in an attempt to calm him down did nothing; Evans simply clamped down upon the other man's hand and bit as hard as he could. Drawing blood with ease with his teeth. Which only led to the two guards to become firmer with him, despite the fact he was snarling and screaming for them to stop touching him.

"I-I think that's enough for today." She told the guards as they attempted to take the young man out of his chair. But his sights was set upon Maria.

He wanted to harm her. That much was obvious, and it terrified Maria.

The Doctor couldn't help but take a step back as they finally managed to get him out of the chair, ripping him from the room before he could thrash out of their grasp and kill Maria.

She was in shock, slumping back down into her chair. Was this her job now? Will all the patient's be as aggressive as this? She was used to dealing with disturbed individuals, but nothing to this extent. Taking out his folder, she began to scribble down her notes, even though her hand was still shaking.

-.-.-

INTERVIEW NOTES:
Again, the patient was reluctant to talk. Refused to speak his mind about the Mophogenic engine, or his Dream State. Moved on to the events of his past.

This time, photos were introduced to stimulate the patient. Evans seems delighted, even excited, at the sight of the murders he committed. The idea that what he did was the correct course of action is still embedded deep in his mind. The act of killing seems natural to the patient.

The sexual abuse he was subject to at the hands of his older brother and friends is still troubling the patient. His response was severe aggression and rage. Had to be forcefully taken from the room. More Therapy is required if patient is to make any progress.

-.-.-

Maria put the pen down, a sigh leaving her limps as she relaxed back in her chair. Despite the terrifying rage that came from Evans, she couldn't help but pity the young man. Many of the patients here had been subject to very brutal events in their past. Maria had no doubt in her mind she would come across others with similar back stories. Still, she wanted to help Evans get through this.

The doctor just hoped the other patients would not be as aggressive as Evans was.

Hell, the fact that she couldn't even speak to her family was stressing enough as it was. Otherwise, she was going to have to ask for a transfer.

Not that Maria would get one...

There was no leaving this place.

Swish. Short therapy session was short. As per usual.

Evans isn't a talker :/ He's more of a physical person.

And a biter. Nomnom.

Also, because I can, I'm gonna start drawing a picture for each chapter. Sadly I cannot link the images here D:

Sad days. I'll figure something out so you guys can see