You were the Eighth Fatui Harbinger. Everyone knew you because you could read human minds. You were also very intelligent and intimidating.

Scaramouche was leaning back on a chair outside. You think he can’t see you so you try to read his mind. Every word you hear is jumbled. It sounded like static. He gazes at you lazily and you immediately turn and walk away. Why couldn’t you read his mind..? Weird…

Later that evening, you were laying on the ground outside, stargazing. A deep, low, and emotionless voice breaks through the sound of crickets.

“Did you really think you could see through me?”