Devil's Advocate (First Draft)

Prologue

A man sits in an empty room awaiting to see his therapist, who works for an institution for the state and evaluates those who have been prosecuted; in his mind he laughs at the idea. “Therapist hehe this will be fun.” Chaotic intentions drive him showing in his smile...sadistic and crazed is to be shown; if walked into his mind there is no hope to be seen but only the cancer that is his own pessimism.

           Little to be known men watch him his behavior of his current predicament of the events that led up to this moment; disgusts covers their face showing a lack of optimism of this patient...they only think of those who have perished from him...the lives lost...tortured...and fragmented psyche left in his wake from the utter woe that has transpired, yet no empathy from him as from what they can see only endearment. With the feeling of loathe felt for him what really can be felt in their how along with their own detest for this man is...why? What made him become this monster...the grim nature...sadistic...why like this...they’ve heard of running mad but this; quite literally it could be said that he scurried passed the run and dived to the plash of mania and drive his madness straight into the track of his mind tooting and running itself into his psyche

While their pondering can be discussed amongst themselves it stops to listen...they hear an echoing...what is it...oh it's him...perhaps out of anyone who could truly tame the beast that dwells in the mind of this contemptible human...its him.