Jessica flexed her fingers in the darkness of the room, her lips curled back across her teeth at the pain that lanced through her body from the mangled broken bones within her finger... but the pain was a driving force for her... it always had been, in those dark times when she had been tortured by the relentless ravages of her emotional state and the incessent chatter of her sister in the darkness of her room buried deep in the bowels of the tortured asylum.<br/><br/>She had often sought the peace that she could only ever find along the edge of a knife... but... they had taken all of that away from her, those white coated bastards had prevented her from doing the one thing she could rely on to keep her at bay... they insisted on the use of pills and therapies.. telling her that this was best.. that they knew what they were doing...<br/><br/>"Fucking idiots...." she half hissed against the vile blockade of her mouth, her 'words' swallowed up by a resonating crack of thunder that ripped across the heavens...<br/><br/>...she was dead... wasn't she?  I remember the stink of blood... its taste against my lips as I smiled above her fading light...<br/><br/>Jessica could see a figure move at her side, its presence was one of decisive action... in the tepid half light her gaze caught against the slender flick of light that coursed along metal... a blade flashing in the darkness... a sight she was all too familiar with... a touch she desperately craved.  There was a sudden movement against her, there was nothing she could do but take the full force of this insane 'angel of mercy' as she beared down upon her, an insanity forming on her lips and flickering in her eyes... Jessica grinned, her teeth flashed in the darkness...<br/><br/>Then a second shape, she caught it from the corner of her eye as it moved across her... a fell shadow and a familiar scent... Jessica's eyes rolled into the back of her head for a moment as she felt the full force of a maddening desire take her, as her piercingly insane orbs fell once more against the room she could feel the fell figure drop at her side... lips pursed against her ear as it whispered all manner of dark twisted ideals into her waking thoughts... she tried to block her mind from them, but she couldn't...<br/><br/>... you always lace my mind with poison bitch... that is why your body cools beneath the ground... that is why.... Jessica felt a sudden cold chill run through her spine, as though her sister had reached out and touched her, reminding her that she was far from eternal sleep...<br/><br/>Her eyes flashed with an intensity... the same intensity that had taken them on that day.. and for a few moments the gaze of Julia and Jessica fixed hard with a burning familiarity... Then Jessica moved, hand like given cover by the gloom as she reached quickly against the wrist of the hand that held the shimmering blade, she twisted and felt the cooling flat of the metal press against her skin, at its touch it seemed to awake something inside and she regarded her for a moment... her eyes just daring her...