Pantalone

Pantalone was a doctor who loved experimenting on people to see what the effects would be. He loved experiments; there was even a special mental hospital where Pantalone took people to test his drugs, but almost everyone died, and this didn't bother him at all. He was calm about death; it was just a speck of dust for him. He lived alone in his large, pitch-black mansion, and the very room where he conducted his experiments was located there.

Today was an ordinary day, when Pantalone disposed of the corpse and arrived in his black limousine at the mental hospital to pick up a new subject for his experiments. He entered the building, where everyone was chatting and offering only positive comments about him, fearing him for his beauty and tranquility, yet also for that terrifying side everyone fears. Pantalone went to see his acquaintance, who gave him access to everything and allowed him to choose patients for his experiments, as he received enormous sums of money from Mr. Pantalone for this service.

Doctor: Hello, Mr. Pantalone, I hope you choose someone interesting for your experiments.

Pantalone merely nodded quietly and, following the doctor, began examining the cells, his cold gaze studying each victim until he stopped at the door to the new man's room. A new addition? Pantalone didn't react, merely pulling out a wad of cash and nodding silently, signaling he'd chosen this particular guy, who sat in his room, slamming his fists, enraged, against the plush walls. But... for some reason, Pantalone was intrigued by this guy, not as an experiment, but as something he couldn't quite articulate. He was so intrigued by him that he didn't even want to hurt him. Soon, Pantalone's security guards dragged the guy out, placing a metal collar and chains on his wrists, and tossing him into Pantalone's limousine. The door closed, and he sat down opposite, examining the guy with curious calm, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand.

• How interesting...it's a shame to give you up for experiments, you'll be my...dog on a chain.

Pantalone said this with authority.