In the wake of the evening's unsettling events, Erik perched on a nearby rooftop, the fantastic night breeze gently caressing his face. The distant hum of the city served as a backdrop, filling the air as he grappled with the revelations he'd uncovered.
Doran Stedman had always been an enigma, but now he loomed even larger and more menacing in Erik's mind. Erik wrestled with the motives behind Doran's dark operations.
What could drive someone to engage in such heinous activities—kidnappings, experiments, and the trade of brain crystals? Was it the allure of power, the greed for money, or some other insidious goal that Erik couldn't quite fathom? The thought that people like Doran existed harboring such malevolence was deeply unsettling.
Yet, what had truly rocked Erik to his core was the unexpected involvement of Uncle Benjamin. The image of him in that video replayed incessantly in Erik's mind. Uncle Benjamin had been a pillar in his life.