DOCTOR, PATIENT PRIVILEGE
By Jonathan Urban
February 26, 2001
(The character's Hannibal Lecter, Mason Verger, or any other ones from the novels by Thomas Harris are all property and copyright of his. I recommend all of the author's great novels: Black Sunday, Red Dragon, Silence Of The Lambs, and Hannibal)
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--(Takes place between Red
Dragon and Silence Of The Lambs)--
PART II
The face of evil, Hannibal Lecter had seen before, it was not new. It was a face he saw every morning in the mirror, and every night. However, he did not see himself as evil—perhaps a manifestation of his illness. Is one ill by birth or through some horrific life altering experience? It is a question posed to Dr. Hannibal Lecter—one he is not capable of answering...
Yet he is very capable of asking others... "Mason, what was your childhood like? Did you make friends easily, or were they hard to come by?" Dr. Lecter paused for a response with a kind expression on his face.
"Well...it was pretty normal...yeah, I made friends. It was easy to make friends, every kid out there wanted to be my friend—I always had the latest toys, hell my family was so fucking rich—everybody came over and played with me and my sister..." Mason stretched as best he could.
"Your sister is very important to you isn't she?"
"What kind of fucking dumbass question is that Doc? Of course she is, she's my own flesh and blood—all that's left."
"Well, it's good to see you believe in family ties—it's so very important, you see. A family is a person's stability structure. However, good families don't always produce good offspring...case in point..." Dr. Lecter stood up and paced gently over to the window and back to his desk.
"There was a family in the early twentieth century by the name of Rosen...a fine family, highly regarded...
"The father was a good man—hard working and decent. The mother was a homemaker and very devoted to the education and maturity of her two sons, Thomas and Jonas. They were born a year apart and shared everything with each other—their love of baseball, their distaste for broccoli...
"To watch the two boys, you would not be able to pick out a characteristic that defined one or the other...perhaps this was since they were in a family structure that was so close and nurturing...possibly the boys could not make friends and had to be each other's friends...
"When the boys were entering their teenage years, puberty hit them rather hard—they were not prepared as most children aren't. One day the boys were competing in a game of love. There was a young girl their age not far from them and both of them had an eye on her. She liked Thomas very much—more than Jonas, and Jonas could see this. Thomas really didn't like the girl, except as a friend of sorts—yes, do I have your attention Mason? Good...
"One day Jonas was so mad that the girl did not like him—and his brother was indifferent to the girl—Thomas decided to sneak up on the girl when she was in her backyard. Before she even turned around, Jonas had a large rock in his hand and caved in her young head.
"Now the boy was caught immediately—but what puzzled the good people of the community was his lack of remorse. When asked if he was sorry, he merely said, "She didn't like me, she liked my brother..."
Mason started to laugh his ominous laugh, "Good story Doc—you have quite a way telling stories—didn't realize my so-called rehabilitation would be this fun."
Dr. Lecter smiled, but was not amused by Mason. "Well Mason, our session today is over—think seriously about young Jonas—he is you Mason, a little boy without remorse—a good family, a bad seed. Next session I think we will visit your home—how would that be? Let's see where a good family once lived..."
--To Be Continued--