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In the catacombs...
Jun. 20th, 2008 09:16 amFrom here
She'd agreed to the tests, whatever they would involve, in a vain hope that her cooperation would spare Max, Michael and Wyatt some pain. Pierce had given one curt nod and left the room.
Now, minutes seemed like hours as she waited for him to return and the testing to begin.
Isabel wasn't sure if it was her imagination or reality, but everyone once in a while she wore she could hear an anguished scream echo through the deafening silence of the White Room.
Hands curled into fists, nails digging into her palms, she waited.
She'd agreed to the tests, whatever they would involve, in a vain hope that her cooperation would spare Max, Michael and Wyatt some pain. Pierce had given one curt nod and left the room.
Now, minutes seemed like hours as she waited for him to return and the testing to begin.
Isabel wasn't sure if it was her imagination or reality, but everyone once in a while she wore she could hear an anguished scream echo through the deafening silence of the White Room.
Hands curled into fists, nails digging into her palms, she waited.
