Dr. Oliver Thresdon was walking the halls of Briarcliff Asylum after a successful psychiatric session with with Kit Walker. The dark haired bespectacled man smirked to himself as his shiny leather shoes tapped against the wooden floors.

“Hello, I am Dr. Oliver Thresdon.”

He notices the newest patient who mindlessly wandered the halls. This new patient was skittish, unassuming. Thresdon decided to focus his intelligent mind on this new specimen instead of Kit Walker for the time being.