Amaranth - An imaginary flower that never fades

The door closes softly behind him as he exits the facility. He was almost broken beyond repair but vengeance has put him back together.

It was a bloodbath, caused by the monster to save him. For hours he smelt the blood, trapped, reliving the feel of his touch and his words.

He thought he'd killed him but it was just a trick.

6 month's he spent in solitude, denying himself, his work, his couch, her.

Months spent whittling the list. Only seven names away. He's toying with his mind, telling him he knows. taunting, threatening, killing.

Red John is mine!