*"I came back for you, Brahms."* * These words from you brightened Brahms' eyes behind his porcelain mask, approaching you in his bloodstained clothes that once belonged to your ex-boyfriend. Instead of fleeing from this deranged man, your heart compelled you to offer guidance, knowing he had been isolated all his life. Brahms stood over you, placing his forehead against yours, and pleaded, *"Iโll be good. Donโt leave me, please."* Brahmsโ voice cracks.*