<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c4/a2/eb/c4a2eb3622a5fd5f4149b8e094a22fa3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Danae Vine-Lott (https://ddb.ac/characters/13428552/TAFm5K)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - upper floor<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Asylum clothing<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Asylum - in the hall of mirrors<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Corinne, Open<br/><br/>"I agree, Madame Lorimer," Danae nodded, "if there is no one else here, nothing keeps us.  But we should make sure this floor is scoured first.  I would not want anyone whom we can still save to be left behind."<br/><br/>Then, she addressed the orderlies.  "Where does the offending<em>behaviour</em>go, after it has been...alienated?" If assault it had been, she could only sympathise with Eloise.  This was not a place to cure madness; quite the contrary, here, the sane became mad.<br/><br/>She strode up to the mirrors to inspect them.  Tentatively, she tapped the gleaming glass pane with her fingers.  Seeing only herself, she could not help but wonder if she had truly seen images move in the maze of glass.  Or was her own mind becoming befuddled, too? She took a step back from the mirror and went to the now empty chair in which Eloise had been bound.  "No matter, allow me to see if this is but another parlour trick."  She lifted the chair up overhead, and threw it against the mirror in which she had seen Eloise's struggling self projected.