"Didn't want a girl, wanted a weapon so they went in and took bits... Two by two," she almost sank into herself, terror thick in her voice and darkening her eyes, her physical response visible as she trembled. "Hands of blue."

She squeezed her eyes closed the heel of one hand pressed against her forehead the other started a rythmic banging to the back of her head as though trying to force the images out. Then she shrieked and started to babble as she retreated back to the chair. "Two by two. Coming. Always coming.. but not here. Here is safe. Safe. Coming."