- Too much dreaming.
Was kidnapped. They held us, they held us. Poison sliding down their throats. Cool and quiet. Wrists bound. No hope. There's a better life out there...
Escape.
Running and running and panting. Bloodied legs and arms, but still running. Phone. Calling. Help us...
Sister was there. Nameless sister hold me close. Our eyes the same, reflections of each other. Her soul mending mine.
Police asking questions. They held us, they held us.
Rindi?
I remember now. Searching for Rindi. Found them instead. They'd taken her. Too late.
It's finished.
