Turning to Cynthia, I ask quietly as we rush down the hall, 'Do you have any idea of how long he has been acting like this?"

She shakes her head and then cries out, 'No, I was just in his room taking care of his clothes when suddenly he came at me. His eyes had turned red and his face stone cold. Then he started screaming at me to fetch you. I didn't know what else to do."

On the verge of tears, her voice trails off and then I see the thin line of tears cascade down her cheeks. I ...