Brigit took a seat on the floor in front of the doctor.  The lamp lit most of the room revealing several torture devices.  She remembered some of them from her captures basement.  Now she knew why there were so many angry lost beings around her.  She looked into the doctors eyes.  She trusted him.  Her voice was steady though her hands shook.  She had never told anybody her story, not yet.  All any of the doctors ever knew was what they gathered from others and her breaks.<br/><br/>"Can I tell you a story?"  She asked this with her eyes closed, picking her words carefully.