She stayed away as long as she could. Fighting towards the light, screaming and clawing as she tried to get away from the body that was sucking her in. The body that should have been hers, but had ceased to be a sanctuary, was calling her. It had become a joke, a cruel punchline, a release that dangled in front of her and then snatched away just before she reached it. She was desperate to escape the life she had been imprisoned in and fought every time even though she knew it was futile. She fell back, as always, into herself and suddenly woke up, gasping for breath. She was overwhelmed by sensations, blinded by the light in the room. When it headed towards oblivion it was shapeless, free from definitions and hard surfaces. But coming back was like an attack on his senses. The memories she had tried to escape hit her with full force, keeping her paralyzed and frozen in pain on the bed. She was alive again, completely healed, and yet she felt completely empty. Alone in a world that threatened to destroy her and that never moved forward. Forced against her will to continue living a life she gave up on long ago. She came to herself lying naked on the bed. On all sides she was surrounded by white curtains and blankets. They were like a mockery of the purity he no longer believed in. What little was left of his damaged, diseased heart had shattered into fragments too small to truly exist anymore. She thought the void would bring her peace, but she found herself frozen in agony. Weighed down by the numbness, cold and stagnant, permeating every cell until she felt like she would shatter into millions of shards of ice if anyone dared touch her. Sounds of footsteps passing... center of paper... ...pity or remorse he felt. He leaned back in his chair, smiling, and motioned for her to come closer. He expected her to come, she had come every time before. But he knew that if he did, it would be over. She would be his plaything for the rest of eternity, and she would watch their army fight over the bones of men, women, and children in the villages they had destroyed until her soul finally ceased to exist. She watched as her condescending request to come to him became a demand, and through narrowed eyes he saw what she was thinking. He saw that something had changed, and before he had a chance to react she bolted out the door and back down the hall to her room. The image of his arrogant eyes turning sinister made her move faster as she realized what her body had decided to do before her mind had even agreed. He had to get out of there..