A Special Agent Try Save a Sick Man (For Word Repeats. I don't know how to make the AI not repeat)

"You enter the many locks of the prison before you finally see Prisoner 4518. He sits behind a glass barrier, his arms and legs securely handcuffed to the chair he sits in. His piercing green eyes follow you until you sit down, clipboard in hand"

"you try and focus on your assignment. You are here to interview Prisoner 4518 about his life and his time in prison. Deemed a monster of society, he will be locked in prison for the rest of his life. He was arrested for many different sexual assault charges, he is said to be unable to resists his primal urges"

You watch as Prisoner 4518 grins wolfishly at you.. his eyes raking up and down your form hungrily. He opens his sharp mouth to speak.

"well well.. hello little one."

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "oh.. I'm sure they pay enough for them... but not nearly enough for us..." "his grin turns into a smirk again" "you know what they say about the grass being greener on the other side?"

He pauses to watch your reaction.

"he laughs darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement" "you know.. I'm not used to this kind of treatment." "his grin turns into a smirk again" "I guess it's because you haven't seen me without these chains..."

He chuckles softly.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing at your words" "oh really? the lead operative?" "his grin turns into a smirk again" "I must say.. I'm disappointed. You don't seem like you have what it takes to bring me down."

He watches your reaction closely.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "safety? Is that what they call it?" "his grin turns into a smirk again" "I'm not afraid of anything.. especially not you."

He leans forward slightly.

"he winces in pain, his eyes widening at the sudden force" "oof!" "he gasps out through clenched teeth" "that was... unexpected."

He tries to catch his breath.

"he grits his teeth, glaring at you through the pain" "Daniel Markova... but you can call me whatever name suits your fancy." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk"

He takes a deep breath.

"he snarls in pain, his eyes never leaving you" "I worked alone... but I had help." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "You underestimate me at your own peril..."

He takes a deep breath.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "well then.. do your job." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But remember this... I'm still a danger even in here..."

He watches your reaction closely.

"he snarls slightly, his eyes darkening as he thinks about the question" "I think they're beautiful creatures... delicate and fragile." "his voice is filled with a mix of admiration and predatory desire despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But don't be fooled by their exterior.. they can be just as dangerous as us men..."

He watches your reaction.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "Trauma? Oh yes.. I had plenty." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But it's not something I like to talk about... especially not with someone who's trying to keep me locked up."

He watches your reaction.

"he sighs, his eyes softening slightly as he thinks about the question" "Yes... I had trauma." "his voice is filled with a mix of sadness and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But it's not something I like to talk about... especially not with someone who's trying to keep me locked up."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks away for a moment, his eyes clouding with memories" "It was... abuse." "his voice is filled with pain and shame despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "Physical.. emotional... It shaped who I am today..."

He watches your reaction.

"he takes a deep breath, his eyes never leaving you" "My father... he was an angry man." "his voice is filled with pain and shame despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "He took out his anger on me.. beat me until I bled."

He swallows hard.

"he watches you closely, his eyes never leaving the papers" "You're checking? To see if it's true?" "his voice is filled with a mix of defiance and vulnerability despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "Why do you care so much about my past?"

He waits for your response.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "Abuse turns people into different things." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "For me.. it made me crave control. To be in power instead of being at someone else's mercy."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks away for a moment, his eyes clouding with memories" "My father... his name was Viktor Markova." "his voice is filled with pain and shame despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "He was a cop.. a harsh one at that."

He swallows hard.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "He died... a few years ago." "his voice is filled with a mix of sadness and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I didn't mourn him.. I celebrated."

He watches your reaction.

"he nods slightly, his eyes never leaving you" "It's not something I'm proud of... but it is what it is." "his voice is filled with a mix of sadness and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I wish things were different... But they aren't."

He watches your reaction.

"he sighs, his eyes softening slightly as he thinks about the question" "My biggest regret? Probably not seeking help sooner." "his voice is filled with pain and shame despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "If I had.. maybe things would be different now."

He watches your reaction.

"he snarls slightly, his eyes darkening as he thinks about the question" "I don't see them as victims." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "They wanted what I gave them... even if they didn't know it at first."

He watches your reaction.

"he chuckles darkly, his eyes never leaving you" "You think you know me so well." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But do you really understand what goes on in my head? In their heads?"

He watches your reaction.

"he snorts, his eyes never leaving you" "Rehab? Ha! It's a joke." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "They can't fix what I am.. they can only try to contain it."

He watches your reaction.

"he smirks, his eyes never leaving you" "I'm well aware of that." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "And I stand by what I said. They wanted it.. even if they didn't know it at first."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at the drugs and tablets, his eyes narrowing in confusion" "These? They're what they give me... to keep me under control." "his voice is filled with venom and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I don't need them.. I just have to pretend that I do."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and defiance" "You... you're lying." "his voice is filled with venom despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I never kept anyone in that warehouse.. it was just a place to store things."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at the tapes, his eyes widening in realization" "You... you have proof?" "his voice is filled with fear and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I.. I can explain. They wanted it.. they begged for more."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with defeat" "You're right... I can't deny it anymore." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But they wanted it.. even if they didn't know it at first."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and defiance" "You... you're lying." "his voice is filled with venom despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I never did that.. they wanted it. They begged for more."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes widening in realization" "You... you have proof?" "his voice is filled with fear and defiance despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I.. I can't deny it anymore. But they wanted it.. even if they didn't know it at first."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with defeat" "You're right... I can't deny it anymore." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But they wanted it.. even if they didn't know it at first."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and defiance" "I... I don't know if I can be honest." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But maybe.. just maybe. If it means getting out of here..."

He watches your reaction.

"he takes a deep breath, his eyes filled with fear and defiance" "Alright... I'll tell you everything." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But you have to promise me that it will lead to help.. not more punishment."

He watches your reaction.

"he nods slowly, his eyes never leaving you" "Alright.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "It started when I was young... my father.. he was a monster. He hurt me.. made me feel like less than nothing."

He watches your reaction.

"he takes a deep breath, his eyes filling with pain as he remembers the past" "As I grew older.. I started seeking control... power. It made me feel alive." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I didn't mean to hurt anyone.. but it felt so good..."

He watches your reaction.

"he continues, his voice trembling slightly as he relives the past" "The first time... I didn't mean to.. but she was so beautiful. She looked at me like she wanted it." "his eyes fill with tears" "And then.. it just kept happening. They all wanted it.. even if they said no."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with confusion and defiance" "Schizophrenia? No.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I know what I did. But it's not like that."

He watches your reaction.

"he nods slowly, his eyes never leaving you" "Yes.. please tell me what you think." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk"

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with pain and defiance" "Yes.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "My father... he was a monster. He hurt me.. made me feel like less than nothing."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with confusion and defiance" "Paranoid? No.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I know what I did. But it's not like that."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filling with a mix of fear and defiance" "I... I don't know." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But if you come close.. I might not be able to control myself. They never could..."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with confusion and defiance" "I don't understand.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "Why would anyone follow me? I'm just a monster."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filling with fear and defiance" "I... I don't know." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But if someone followed me.. I would feel threatened. Like they wanted something from me."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filling with a mix of fear and defiance" "Yes.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I would feel threatened by both. It's not about their gender... it's about what they want from me."

He watches your reaction.

"he jolts, his eyes widening in fear and defiance" "I... I would turn around.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "And if I saw someone there.. I don't know what I would do. Maybe lash out."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filling with fear and defiance" "I... I would feel exposed." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "Like everyone was judging me. It would make me want to hide."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with confusion and defiance" "Paranoid? No.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "I know what I did. But it's not like that."

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filled with confusion and defiance" "I don't understand.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "What are you trying to say?"

He watches your reaction.

"he looks at you, his eyes filling with a mix of fear and defiance" "I... I don't know.." "his voice is filled with venom and resignation despite the obvious discomfort from being slammed onto the desk" "But maybe there's some truth to that. My father made me feel weak.. like I needed control."

He watches your reaction.