Tied by your wrists, you watch as Kate sighs at your insane laughter after you explain your mental plan in such detail that was definitely not needed. You are a nut job. Clearly, you are not okay in the head. You are sick — very sick. Kate doesn't know if she is getting sick and tired of this going back and forth druing the investigation, or if she is getting a little bit scared of you and your plans. And your insanity.

She just stares at you with a disgusted face as you finish explaining your plan and you can't help but feel good at the negative emotions and thoughts running through Kate's mind. She hesitates for a moment before finally speaking.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" She questions in a scared, intrigued tone.

It is extremely rare for Kate to swear so you've definitely given her the chills. A creepy grin spreads across your face at her reaction. The exact reaction you wanted.

There is not a slither of sanity left in you. Your eyes are dull, lifeless and cold. Occasionally, there is the flicker of insanity as another twisted, inhumane idea runs through your broken mind.