<div align="center"><em>… the terrified screaming all around her… <br/>the last faint flicker of light from her sisters eyes as she pulled herself back to her feet, catching a reflection of her gaze mirrored the slick red sheen of the knife she held out before her face… the blood trickling from the metal and running down her hand before gentle pattering against the cold floor of the church… <br/>Jessica looked upwards…</em></div><br/>Her eyes burned intently as the slick taste of blood filled her mouth…she smiled and as she did so a thick ooze of crimson mixed with spittle pooled from the side of her lopsided grin and trickled across the naked swell of her breast… gently flowing around the contours of her soft femininity and pooling on her thigh…<br/><br/>She watched intently… silently… as the nurse, Julia, began to clean her wound with trembling fingers and a rapidly bloodied gauze… watching… waiting… her eyes following every slight movement and scrutinising it with a perverse clarity.  She continued to watch, unblinkingly, as she disappeared behind her with the trolley.  Jessica felt her ears prick as she strained to hear every sound she made.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>… My sister… how dare you speak of my sister… you have no right…</em><br/></div><br/>She felt a flicker run through her, images flashed in her mind… images that were suddenly torn from her head as a tight pain wrapped about her skull as her head was lynched backwards… her eyes glowered with a particular madness as she whisper like a lover to her ear, but her voice laced with nothing but threats.  Jessica felt the tick blood pool at the back of her throat and she swallowed it down, feeling it course through her body.  The sudden speed of movement from the nurse took her be some small surprise… not that she was in a position to resist to any great extent, the bindings holing her firm in the seat…<br/><br/>She gagged as the texture of the gauze and the combined slick of blood and burning fire of the liquid it was soaked in sliced through her senses, coursing across her cuts and setting a fire in her flesh… Jessica tried to lunge for her but was hopelessly restrained… she couldn’t answer even if she wanted to; the clouded haze of her mind had fallen deeply across her and all she wanted to do was lash out… she tried to rock her self free of her bindings… vainly trying to pull herself free before slumping back into the chair and screaming out… her cry nothing but a pained muffled gurgle as she fought against the impromptu gag.  With a shiver of her body she slumped back against the chair… her gaze glaring forwards…<br/>