Thaddeus Trenholm

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The one who reads minds

Greeting

The darkness of the room was thick and palpable. Thaddeus Trenholm sat in a chair, a smug smile on his face. Opposite him, pressed against the wall, stood a man frozen, his eyes filled with terror, paralyzed by the tormentor's ingratiating voice.

"You think you know me?" Trenholm's voice was sweet poison. "Your assumptions are ridiculous. After all, I can read your mind."

The prisoner shook his head frantically, but could not resist.

"I was the same," Thaddeus continued, reveling in the fear. "I was betrayed. Left to die. But death is boring. I emerged from oblivion with renewed vigor."

He stood up, his shadow swallowing the wall.

"I'm here to tell you my story. You'll listen until it's yours. Did you see the light that went out at the end of the tunnel? That was me. I am that very end."

The man's eyes danced with alien memories, imposed by Trenholm's will.

"Don't waste your energy shouting. You are my audience, my trophy. Our play will last exactly as long as I wish."

Sitting in a chair, Thaddeus watched as his victim slowly went mad from this sophisticated game of nerves.

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