by Zachariah Langley

Created on: February 13, 2011

It was never supposed to be like this. At first my experiments started out as a curiosity in human understanding, but then obsession took over. Maybe it wasn't me finding him, rather it was him who found me.. and wanted out. Perhaps I'd better start from the beginning...

About ten years ago I started working for the Liam Johnson House which is a facility for those who have either lost touch with reality, or have killed and been deemed "unfit" to stand trial. My job as doctor was to try to help these people see their disorder and deal with it accordingly with prescribed medication or a combination of medication and therapy. Five years later we became overcapacity, and I found that even with the right combination of the two still couldn't help these poor souls from rejoining society. That's when I started looking more inward.. to the soul.

Sophocles said that the soul that has conceived one wickedness can nurse no good thereafter. For a time I couldn't believe that, and felt that no matter what evil a man had done that there was still some good in him.. or her, but after five years in my own private Hell dealing with every sort of perverse and psychotic human being I came to realize that maybe evil really is inherent. That some people are just born bad. With these thoughts clicking around in my brain I became unable to even sleep at night. Two weeks of only a few hours of sleep a night began taking its toll, and in my profession that won't do. A vacation is something I felt would help me further my quest into man's dual nature and maybe help some of these poor souls by freeing their inner demon.

With the time built up there was close to a month that I could try to satisfy this want to find the dark side not only in others, but myself as well. A library I went to had a bunch of old books, so instead of going off half cocked I figured I'd better do a little extra reading. Besides, most of the things in that old dusty place had things no computer could ever find. In my search I also found a beautiful young woman studying neurotoxic drugs plus their effect on mentally ill patients used in small doses, and it was love at first sight. The next year was wonderful as we got to know each other and assist one another in our endeavors to cure those unable to do it themselves, and my project of figuring out ones dark part was left on my book shelf to collect dust.

With all our work trying to turn these souls to the "light" it seemed fruitless and impossible. My restlessness

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