Dexter - Season 1- Episode 7 Page

He stood up, walked to his knife roll, and selected a scalpel. His hands were steady. His face was blank. But behind his eyes, the dark passenger was no longer alone. A new voice had joined the chorus—the voice of a boy in a shipping container, whispering, Let’s play.

Dexter’s blood turned to ice water. He remembered the shipping container. The blood pooling on the concrete. The two boys huddled in the corner. His mother, Laura Moser, being cut to pieces. He had always been told he was found alone. But Harry had lied. There was another boy. His brother. Dexter - Season 1- Episode 7

Outside, a cold front swept into Miami, unseasonable and sharp. The Ice Truck Killer was coming in from the cold. And Dexter, for the first time, wasn’t sure if he wanted to lock the door or leave it wide open. He stood up, walked to his knife roll,

The mask didn’t just slip. It shattered. But behind his eyes, the dark passenger was no longer alone