Source
Thoughts became deeper, as he stares at me that day I knew my mind would be read bare, I start to act nerdy, stubborn and to resist the Medium, penetrating into my mind, because of the secrets hidden there.
The year was 1978, my first accidental killing that later became a pattern of professional ones. If this Medium ever goes deeper into this, that's trouble for both of us. I won't hesitate to take her down.
Opening my eyes slowly to see reactions, the Medium was getting deeper, telling me things, then stop all of a sudden, left my hand.