Christopher's mind was shrouded in a haze of bloodlust.
Vincent lay on the ground, convulsing, his eyes bulging lifelessly, like a fish gasping on dry land.
In a flash, Aidan barreled in, forcefully shoving Christopher away.
"Chris, wake up!" Aidan slapped Christopher's face, panic gripping his heart. "If you really strangle Vincent, this act of fratricide will plunge you into an inescapable abyss."
Christopher shook his head, dazed. He glanced at Vincent, who was gasping for air on the floor, then at Aidan, and said, "Thanks, Aidan. You saved me."
He had been lost in a trance, teetering on the brink of madness.
Aidan, seeing Christopher regain his senses, exhaled deeply without a word.
Christopher dropped to his knees before Mr. Bennett. "Grandfather, you raised me, and I can never
