Dr. Raithen
Complications, I mused. Complications are the bane of all men bold enough to think great thoughts.
I had failed to appease the illumination, and now the entrance to the Asylum's sub-levels were swarming with guardsmen, swarming with complications.
So I had moved on, attempting to gain an insight into the mind of the Chimera- the girl had seemed to view her status as one of importance, making the experiment all the more interesting.
Again, complications. This time the officers had caught up with me, taking me to meet with that pretentious creature, the Quartermaster. I had lost my quarry, missed my opportunity. Until now. Now a new one presented itself.
I watched the girl from across the hallway as she rocked back and forth in her cell, battling inner demons. Her lips moved, but no sound came forth, or certainly none which could be heard from this great distance.
I paced slowly towards her, slipping into her cell to stand perhaps two meters from her quivering form. Her eyes remained screwed up, her face half-buried in her crossed arms. I observed her for a moment more, then spoke;
"I can silence them."
She looked up at me, seeming both to jump, yet already know I was there. I continued to observe her as she partially uncoiled, then shook her head.
"No, you can't."
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