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Oliver Thredson had witnessed some stranger things at Briarcliff. Certainly, that boy who had claimed to be possessed by Satan was one of the more stranger ones. Too bad Satan had made the mistake of alluding to his dark secret -- shame for the boy to have lost his life with anĀ āincorrectā dosage all to protect that secret.Ā
Heās since escaped the world. Heād escaped a death sentence and a prison sentence. Heād worked with all of them and heād known their weaknesses long before. Bloody Face had disappeared. Heād been replaced by other killers in the news and Oliver Thredson was in the wind. Now he worked under a new name, new identity. His hair worn a bit longer, a full beard added as a disguise. He was Doctor Mortimer Fell now. But he still found interest in others -- in their skin. Especially in women in their late twenties to early thirties -- the perfect mommy age.
Keeping up appearances, the good doctor offered a pleasing smile.Ā
āHave we met before?ā