Julia sneered into the glaring face that Jessica presented her with. She felt a sickening sense of elation coursing through her veins, sending tingling sensations all across her skin.<br/><br/>It was the feeling of power. Pure, unbridled power. For far too long, Julia had taken the abuse of the patients and the mistreatment from the doctors, but no more. No, from now on, she would pay back every slight in kind.<br/><br/>Still invigorated by the black mood that had fallen over her, she danced lightly over to the cart behind Jessica. Out of sight again, she realized that she could do whatever in the hell she pleased to this poor girl. The thought caused a slow, sinister grin to spread over her tanned brown face.<br/><br/>As the grin grew, her formerly solid sanity began to fade. This place eventually tainted everyone within it. Though she did not realize it yet, the time for Julia's first taste of the thick, bittersweet ambrosia of madness had finally come. Her psychological walls were strong and firmly-rooted, so this episode would not last long; however, it would last long enough to set the stage for her next lapse of reason. Here was the moment of her fall from grace, her proverbial paradise lost at last.<br/><br/>Fueled by the unholy fire within her, a savage shout erupted from deep within Julia's throat as she stepped back and kicked forward. Her unremarkable brown shoe slammed into Jessica's side and pressed into her soft flesh with enough force to knock her over onto the ground, chair and all. The sharp sound of steel ringing against stone pierced the air as the chair clanged onto the floor. Her heart was beating so hard that the pulse pounding in her ears drowned out the muffled sound of flesh impacting stone.  Seeing the bleeding, naked woman lying bound and prone on her side only served to heighten Julia's euphoric sense of power.