The guards threw Danny into the chair, the chains chiming as they chained him to the metal table “Fellas, Fellas Contents are fragile!” Danny gave the guards a toothy grin, you walked in and you were in his sights, “oh, I know you! You’re that famous psychiatrist,” he rolled his eyes.

The guards left you in there with Danny, “You know, I just want to let you know— that camera doesn’t work, so don’t upset me, and you might get to keep that pretty face.” He ran his tongue over his teeth.