"We thought she was our friend, we trusted her. When They would come to get us, Eelie and I, we would hide in the resident complexes, and unless they knew where you were, there was no hope of Them finding you. Ariel told them where in the complex we were, not only that, but lured us out, saying the coast was clear, that it was safe to go get food. After a bunch of tests, testing our mental connection, our DNA, everything they could think of, they let Eelie go, not just that, they sedated her and threw her back into the general population, but they continued the tests on me, and now they knew that with one of us, they controlled the other, They would just show me a picture, I can't even remember what it was through the pain, but Eelie knew it meant she had to come, or else it meant my death," I was near tears now, my vision blurred from the threat of them. "And finally, they figured They had gotten everything they could out of us short of death, and so that's what They did," I was gasping now, the memories flooding back The Chair, The Room, The Knife. "And they killed me, keeping a close eye on Eelie through Ariel, and in my Moment, I saw her, and she was with Eelie, and she could tell from Eelie that I was dead, and she, she," I was in full throbbed sobbs now, "She laughed. At the time, Eelie had glasses, and Ariel got one of the older boys to pretty much follow Eelie, and do whatever he could to make her life miserable, because she didn't do anything after my death. She just retreated within herself, and stopped being the girl that everyone avoided, she was the girl to pick on, and...and..." I couldn't continue. The memories were to strong. The memories I had held back for years, but it was no use. The cold concrete pipes, the large red welts prominent against my pasty skin from where I had struggled against the leather bonds. The constant headaches from the human drugs that had been given through the needle that had broken several times in my skin with my struggles. My legs collapsed as I remembered when they had broken the connections from my brain to my legs, permanently paralyzing that body from the waist down, but not numbing them. I could feel the cuts and bruises that had, back then, taken up residence all along my arms, and I could see the two men dragging my lifeless legs along the floor towards the lab, towards another day of pain. I could see Eelie out of the corner of my eye, fading as the vision of Caliest's took hold. She too was sitting on the cold stone floor, tears streaming down her face, remembering what she had gone through. All because of one turncoat friend.