Psychopath Test Riddle Novels & Stories

It wasn't penetrating at all. "Tell me honestly, Damian, promise me that you will be a hundred percent transparent with me. You won't withhold any information from me," I asked. For a moment, I saw him tense up at my request, but how soon the expression appeared was also how soon it left his face as he put on his charming smile. Instead of waiting for his response, I blurted out the question that haunted me. "Am I a psychopath?" My question seemed to surprise him and he blinked, wondering if he heard me correctly before bursting into laughter.

I always have to spoil the fun. “That can wait. I have more pressing matters to deal with right now.” My dad narrowed his eyes and waited patiently as I said, “I need your help. It seems like I'm seeing things. The series of events began after I met with a patient in Our Lady of Piety's psychiatric hospital. He is a killer and a very scary one. The interview allowed me to determine the pathologies. In addition to schizophrenia, he suffers from neurotic episodes. But that is all. The strange thing is that he was speaking as if he was from another planet.”

“The old man either knows nothing about Adrian or wouldn't say anything. It took a long while trying to convince him to grant me an audience, and when I showed him Adrian's photographers he became incredibly upset. I sigh, running a hand through my hair. Titania's watching me curiously. “Is this a joke or what?” “No, Sir. He even threatened to turn his dogs on me if I don't get the hell out of his home.” He takes a deep breath. “There's no way he doesn't know a thing or two about Adrian. Before he pushed me out the door, I heard him say something. One word. Psychopath.” “You can't simply hop on a plane back here after just one interview. Go back to that vicinity and ask a few more people aro

Not a laugh exactly, it was more like his brain genuinely didn’t know which emotion to pick anymore. “You’re insulting me?” he asked incredulously. “I’m surviving.” That finally made something crack. A sharp snort escaped him before he caught it and honestly the surprise on his own face almost made me laugh too. Oh my God. The psychopath was malfunctioning. I kept going immediately before he recovered. “And another thing,” I added while gesturing vaguely toward him, “you’re ruining your intimidation factor.” His brows lifted slowly. “How?” “Too much chaos,” I answered seriously. “You need mystery. Emotional restraint. Dangerous silence. Right now you’re acting like a horny Disney villain wit

Psycho..He's a psycho. A real psycho indeed. I clenched my fist. "You, should be dead." I whispered. "Everyone tells me that." He looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. I pointed the gun in front of me aiming right at his heart. "Now i don't think you should be pointing the gun at me right now." "Why shouldn't I? You're a psychopath. You are a danger to everyone in Mexico. Who knows who your next target is, how many people's lives you'll endanger next and how many victims will die because of your sick brain. " I scowled.

“The woman is not who I am worried about, I am worried about Axell! Don't you know how crazy he can be when he wants something? He does everything in his power to get it! He is a psychopath! Haven't you noticed that?” I screamed at the top of my voice.

His laugh grated on her last nerve and she hoped he choked on it. Oh, and don’t you worry, they had a test for that as well, a normal test. Legit, they tested her fucking IQ with a computer based test and had her sit down with a psychologist. He showed her ink blots and asked for her interpretations. By this point she was exhausted, annoyed, and tempted to mess with him, to lead him to believe she had homicidal tendencies. Which she was feeling a bit homicidal at the time actually. Instead, she plastered a smile and said what well-adjusted people would, no that’s a stream of clear water, not a river of blood flowing from your jugulars which I just sliced open doctor. It seemed Grayson Godwin

He stopped the moment I yelled. "I was just kidding, what's wrong with you?" he asked, still in the same position. "What's wrong with me? Nothing was wrong with me!" I shouted once again while squeezing myself on the corner. "Then why are you acting like that?" He innocently asked. "You're shirtless! That's the problem! Don't you ever think of eating me, Hernandez. I tell you, I will sue you when I get out here!" He laughed as if he heard the best joke in the entire world. See? He's a Psychopath!

“I came here as you asked, where is my friend.” “Oh yea, funny thing, I lied.” he laughed. “How could you?” I asked, feeling betrayed. “Uh, hello, psychopath.” He said pointing at himself. “I mean really, It’s like you just forgot who I am.” his callousness ran through me like shards of ice in my veins. “By the way, don't think I didn't notice your friends that accompanied you. Hello guys.” he said waving. “Now I know I told you to come alone.” He was pacing back and forth waving around some kind of knife that I had never seen before. He turned to me a huge grin on his face pointing the knife directly at me, giving me a good look at it. I was large, probably about two feet or so, bright sil

I despair. - First, let’s go to the clinic to do your tests this morning and check that you are still a virgin; if not... He remains silent for a moment, my heart is pounding. - I will find and kill the person who was before me. - I am still a virgin. - I hope for your sake. I turn to the window so as not to see him; he is a psychopath. I hate him so much. We arrive at the clinic; it belongs to him, given the way people bow to greet him.