ing stopped with a bo
The heavy sedatives Dr. Finch had forced upon her dragged h
the sterile clinic where Finch had diagnosed her. But the walls were stretcheavy restraints-like the leather straps of a straitjacket-were w
e inside of her skull, tearing at her identity. The nightmare was a manifestation of the g
ke suits circled her, whispering her failures, telling
sounding like a distorted blend of Lachlan an
tion in her mind. She felt the memory of Martha's warm hands, the
was weak in the dream, easily
d the broken glass cutting her foot. She remembered the cold met
restraints physically.
had for Lachlan, for Brenda, for this entire fabricated existence.
the paralyzing fear the n
m, she violently yanked her arms outward. She imagined the restr
y crack and disintegrate. The sterile room collaps
sychological resistance pushed her deeper into her subconscious, past
bed her mind, dragging her violen
anished. Al
bsolute, terrify
through the dar
terrified scream. The s
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