Chapter 32

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Becky's pov.

I brushed back a loose strand of hair behind my ear, "So this, this Sam side is responsible for the organized killings? Where he burnt the women alive?"

Doctor Kim merely nodded, "I'm afraid, having multiple personalities as a serial murdering psychopath, can only mean that the alternate personality's killing instincts are more heightened, more animalistic."

I shook my head, overwhelmed with all of this information, "How is that even possible?"

Doctor Kim took his glasses off, "Freen's case is indeed ground-breaking. In all my years of practice, I have never come across a psychopath with Dissociative Identity Disorder. No one in the department has, for that matter. We didn't even know it was possible."

He looked away, glancing at a small booklet on his desk, "We aren't positive, but with her repression of the past, the Dissociative Identity Disorder, the scars, we have a reason to believe she might have had an abusive childhood."

Scars?

I had barely parted my mouth to ask about the scars, when Doctor Kim looked up at me again, "Ever wondered why the Seoul Ripper doesn't have a Wikipedia page?"

I couldn't do much except stare at the man aimlessly.

"It's because the nature of Freen's case is so unprecedented, it's still being studied, confidentially. It's the only thing keeping her from an immediate death sentence."

My revelation caused me to still. For the first time, the curiosity in me was not tempted to explore. But then, at the same time, I couldn't help but muse about a certain notion, a feeling reminiscent to anger flaring up inside of me. "If it's so confidential, why did the institution agree to the assignment? Why is it letting naive students sit two hands away from a ground-breaking murderer?"

A visible ridge formed in the doctor's jaw. "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't have any appropriate answer to that." He paused, seemingly almost torn for a second. "Well, thank you for coming. I hope I was of any help to you."

I glanced outside the big window by Doctor Kim's side, noticing it was quite late, almost in time for the night to fall. I thanked him quietly, before getting up to leave. I walked in small strides. There were many more secrets to Freen Chankimha than I had presumed.

So help me God, I would uncover them all one by one if I needed to.

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A/N: sorry for the extra long wait. I was busy with my other stories that I almost forgot about this one 😅. Anyone still interested in this story? Vote? Comment? Follow? See yaa <3

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