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The Oracle of Delphi
A Convincing Lie
Chapter 1 Page 19
The Oracle of Delphi
A Convincing Lie
Chapter 1 Page 19
This little committee moved from child to child, clique to clique, and everywhere they went, the behavior of their peers changed. The others almost seemed to… kowtow to the members of this 'executive' council. In particular, they displayed open terror and hostility, whenever the towheaded, blue-eyed leader of this pack addressed them individually.
The longer she watched this boy, the more certain she was that he was their patient. Eventually, she noticed him scowl deeply, though briefly, apparently in response to the statement of another child standing at the center of one of the little cliques, and she waited for his reaction. Exhibiting oddly deliberate though subtly predatory behavior, the blonde boy maneuvered closer to the other child, before he leaned near and whispered into the boy's ear. For many long seconds, the towheaded boy whispered and his victim listened, until, without warning, the second boy buried his face in his hands and ran, wailing, across the room to hide beneath a pile of gym mats stacked in one corner.
Cassandra pointed out the little blonde boy, as he returned to his entourage, his face beaming sadistically. "Him."
"Yes. The mountebank. The imposter. He would have us believe he is a high-grade moron, when he is, in fact, a child prodigy… a genius. He would have us believe his psyche is well, when he is, in fact, a slavering and demented fiend." Doctor Garcia sighed wearily, and sat back deeply into his seat, leaving his guest to lean curiously over the observatory windows. "Have you ever seen such a pleasant killer? Have you ever witnessed such a convincing lie?"
"He's a beautiful child."
The longer she watched this boy, the more certain she was that he was their patient. Eventually, she noticed him scowl deeply, though briefly, apparently in response to the statement of another child standing at the center of one of the little cliques, and she waited for his reaction. Exhibiting oddly deliberate though subtly predatory behavior, the blonde boy maneuvered closer to the other child, before he leaned near and whispered into the boy's ear. For many long seconds, the towheaded boy whispered and his victim listened, until, without warning, the second boy buried his face in his hands and ran, wailing, across the room to hide beneath a pile of gym mats stacked in one corner.
Cassandra pointed out the little blonde boy, as he returned to his entourage, his face beaming sadistically. "Him."
"Yes. The mountebank. The imposter. He would have us believe he is a high-grade moron, when he is, in fact, a child prodigy… a genius. He would have us believe his psyche is well, when he is, in fact, a slavering and demented fiend." Doctor Garcia sighed wearily, and sat back deeply into his seat, leaving his guest to lean curiously over the observatory windows. "Have you ever seen such a pleasant killer? Have you ever witnessed such a convincing lie?"
"He's a beautiful child."
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