Scarecrow

*The recorder starts.*

Dr. Brennan: I'm Dr. Harold Brennan here with Scare-

Scarecrow: Dr. Jonathan Crane. Hello Harold, how's the family?

Dr. Brennan: F-fine Crane, it's Dr. Brennan to you. This is my session.

Scarecrow: let's talk about that hm? Your need to want everything.

Dr Brennan: I uh..

Scarecrow: Your need to be the first one to see Christmas presents under the tree, to wanting that shiny gold watch that was given to you by your Father, but it was stolen by the neighborhood bully.

Dr. Brennan: Crane don't.

*Scarecrow spits a capsule out of his mouth that cracks open then sprays green smoke everywhere.*

Scarecrow: Now Harold. As you fought for your Father's gold watch by the railroad tracks poor Nathan fell on those tracks did he?

*Dr. Brennan was seeing the event somehow.*

Dr. Brennan: No no no no.

Scarecrow:That's right. You pushed him!

Dr. Brennan: No! Nathan get up, please!

Scarecrow: Oh no, the train is coming.

Dr. Brennan: No!

Scarecrow: Closer and CLOSER UNTIL!!

Dr. Brennan. AAAAAHHH!!!

(CLASH!)

*A dark figure smashes through the two-way-mirror, flips the table over breaking the recorder.*