Loki's situation was a bit different from the other patients meeting with him this evening, so the Head Doctor was glad to see he was willing to cooperate. Of course, he wasn't naive. Most patients in his shoes would undoubtedly want to slit his throat if given the chance. But such details never bothered the Head Doctor before -- and besides, it wasn't like he intended to give anyone the opportunity to attack him.

"I'm glad to hear that," Martin Landel said as he rested his elbows onto of his desk. "A lot of people here blast their way through walls, hack and slash at whatever's in front of them, or generally leave a giant mess with their name written all over it. But you're not like that, are you?"

He smiled as he carefully studied Loki. "Your performance tonight was simply superb." To emphasize his point, he offered a quiet, brief applause. "Watching you was like...watching an artist. Or I suppose 'a god' would be more accurate, wouldn't it? But I can tell what you do is sophisticated enough to be considered an art, and I'm a man who can appreciate that. That's why I handpicked you to meet with me tonight."

With that, the Head Doctor leaned back in his chair. "So, tell me -- how would you like to instigate a little witch hunt? Naturally, you'd be rewarded for your efforts."

[Jansen.]