Jennifer can't look at the girl strapping her in, nor could she look at her evil, sadistic captor.  It was all just too much for her to take in.  Just yesterday she was singing her heart out on stage, playing the piano like a virtuoso, and now she was laying on a medical exam table with her arm about to be cut off entirely, just to sate some sadistic pleasure of some woman.  Tightly she clenched her fist out of fear, her eyes closing tightly as the tears ran freely down the sides of her face like some emotional river.