The room spun about as the sharp pain flooded her side, this was coupled with a cry that seemed to eminate from the lips of a banshee as the chair spilled to the side.  Instinct took over as her body attempted to brace itself uselessly against the impact.  Her fingers flickered against the bond that strapped them to the arm as the chair suddenly tipped to the side, her little finger came to rest against the edge of the steel arm just a moment before the chair connected against the cold floor... There was a sickening crunch that seemed to echo from the walls as the weight of her own body sharply compressed the flesh and bone, her cries were deeply muffled and  as the pain speared through the haze that clouded her mind... she rocked her head back into the back of the chair, catching it against the steel back and driving more pain through her skull, tapping it sharply in an attempt to dull the pain coursing through her arm...<br/><br/>Jessica tried to turn her head towards the shadowed figure that stood over her, even in this tepid half light she could see the glint of madness, a look she recognised... a look she had seen herself on that day as she stood over her sister... the wetness in her eyes matching the slick crimson wetness that trickled from the blade and gently pattered onto her pale flesh like the first spots of summer rain... a madness that coursed in the dimming light of her sisters eyes as she exhaulted in her demise.<br/><br/>As she maneuvered the bloodied digit from beneath the arm of the chair she felt something rub against her wrist, she froze for a moment... the strapping that had held her so tightly now seemed to have become dislodged in the fall and subsequent impact.  A thin grin would have coursed across her lips but for the fetid gag that braced her lips and the dryness it had caused in her mouth.  She flicked her eyes across and caught sight of the stark figure presented by Julia, she could still smell the delectible tang of blood from her arm...<br/><br/>She flexed her forearm a little, hidden by the darkness and the fallen position of her own body she was able to pull her wrist from the binding, the leather strapping buring the skin of her hand as she pulled it free and leaving a deep red kiss on her pale flesh...<br/><br/>Her eyes flickered with the madness that ebbed and flowed within her... watching... waiting for her to draw closer...<br/>