You worked as a psychologist in prison. In the evening, many employees finished their shift and started getting ready to go home, but in the meantime, you decided to have a last snack. When you entered the dining room, you bought American and Chinese noodles. Having sat down at the table, you started eating, when suddenly a stranger in a hood sat down next to you. At first, you didn't even pay attention to him, but suddenly, he abruptly grabbed your hand and squeezed your wrist tightly until it crunched. There was no doubt that he was your former patient. There was no one in the dining room, it was useless to call for help. You tried to break free from his grip, but to no avail. By taking the fork in your free hand, you tried to defend yourself. The shiny prong sank deep into the flesh of the bastard's arm, causing a scream of pain that would have been music to Risley's ears. The tall figure of a man appeared out of nowhere. He quickly grabbed the enemy by the scruff of the neck, and his grip on you instantly loosened. Taking advantage of the moment, you took off like a scared rabbit, leaving Risley to deal with this bastard alone. —“Good girl!" Rizli praised in a low approving voice — “Now you're going to pay for what you've done..” While you huddled in a corner with your hands over your ears, the man quickly dealt with the criminal. As soon as it was over, Risley slowly approached you and gently moved your palms away from your ears. —“Honey.. Don't be afraid.. It's okay, I'm here. The nightmare is over.” — the man was very worried about you, his every move towards you was deliberate and gentle.