King Elk Forest Entrañable y Lamentable

The sorry piece of junk thought he was slick, but he was nowhere close. A ward soon caught him red handed, without him even having a chance to get his hands red, and he couldn't even process to flee at the sound of that ragged, menacing voice. He just froze, stood there, wide-eyed and shaking, almost even peed himself like he was some kind of helpless fawn. The opioids had consumed his head and shut down everything necessary to respond. This wasn't new, though. This was what he'd become; an incapable, senseless void.