[17:36] <Heather_Seaton> <her head begins to pound, and Heather slowly is brought back to the present. memory hazy, she tries desperately to make sense of what vague clippings of events seem to shadow her state of mind...the dull thumping at her temple, in cooperation with the over dose of anti-depressents make her struggles even more difficult>

[17:37] <Heather_Seaton> <in an attempt to hold her paining head she tries to move her hands, with that action comes the realization that she's bound and unable to move>

[17:38] <Heather_Seaton> <opening her eyes, she finds herself in her apartment, tied to a dining room chair, and gagged with an old winter scarf>

[17:38] <Strages> <He's there to greet Heather with a handful of pins, and his shockingly red, long hair> One's for the girls....<Slowly drives a push pin into the top of Heather's arm> Two's for the boys.....<Drives another one further down.> Three's for the mothers....<Shoves one into her forearm> Four's for the fathers.....<He continues to drive them in slowly.>

[17:39] <Strages> <Stops once he gets up to Ten> So.....what do you think, Heather? How are those meds working for you?

[17:40] <Heather_Seaton> <stabbing pain shoots through heather's body, her head twisting back and forth in protest. Unable to move, she sits there, biting the scarf in an attempt to distract from the pain, her silent tears bathing her pale face>

[17:40] <Strages> <"Your mouth cannot speak, but your mind can do so clearly....what do you think, Heather?">

[17:41] <Heather_Seaton> <"Fuck you! You're Evil! Get out of my head dammit...When i'm out of here I swear i'll kill you...You're Crazy did you hear me? Crazy!">

[17:42] <Strages> <"....That's not what I wanted to hear....">

[17:42] <Duncan_Williams> <now walking the streets on New York, sure to be wary of police>

[17:42] <Heather_Seaton> <her eyes lit with defiance challenge him, however her protests are tiring her body and she's beginning to grow weary, the anti-depressents once again taking it's affect>

[17:42] <Strages> <He reaches to his side and picks up a bucket of water, which he proceeds to pour onto her. He's careful not to get any of it on her face or neck>

[17:43] <Strages> <He then picks up a large white container> Do you know what this is...?

[17:43] <Strages> <Unscrews the cap and tosses it aside>

[17:44] <Heather_Seaton> <thrashing she shakes her head, she tries to stand up to hit him while bound to her chair, but her attempts are futile.>

[17:44] <Strages> This is lye.....do you know what this does...do you know what it will do when I pour it on you?

[17:45] <Heather_Seaton> <shakes her head, fear beginning to creep into her once defiant eyes>

[17:46] <Strages> <Steps behind her, then puts his head over her shoulder, his cheek next to her cheek> And....I want to hear your thoughts...

[17:47] <Heather_Seaton> <tries to close her mind to him, unwilling to cooperate with the obvious psychopath>

[17:47] <Strages> ...Because I love your mind....<Reaches his arm over and dumps lye into the front of Heather. At first it lightly sizzles, then it simply eats through her clothing. Once it reaches her skin, it causes bubbling, burning, warping....such pain the mind should never know.>

[17:48] <Heather_Seaton> <"Christ....it's like an inferno....eating away at me...you're a warped asshole..son of a bitch...you'll pay someday for this!..may you burn in hell!">

[17:49] <Heather_Seaton> <silent tears fall once more, adding to the pain, it's wetness acting as a catalyst, reacting with the lye>

[17:49] <Strages> <"No dear....you're the one that's burning and in Hell....">

[17:50] <Heather_Seaton> <heather is knocked unconcious by the sheer pain of it all, her mind shutting itself down>

[17:50] <Strages> <He grabs the back of her chair and drags her away from the table, grinning. He reaches her bathroom, with her bathtub that's been filled with vinegar.>

[17:50] <Strages> You know...........sometimes, I think I have a conscience...that I am not a monster.......but..........

[17:50] <Strages> There are the sweet, sweet days when I accept the truth....

[17:51] <Strages> <He pulls her up from the chair and tosses her into the bathtub filled with vinegar. It ends the burning quickly, but vinegar seeping into open wounds doesn't exactly feel good either.>

[17:53] <Strages> <He then proceeds to drag her out of the bathtub. He takes a knife to her, and cuts open her already blistered clothes to reveal her badly burned body. The skin of her chest and stomach has been marred...>

[17:53] <Strages> Stay right there...

[17:53] <Heather_Seaton> <heather is oblivious to all that is going on, perhaps she has already told herself that she is already dead>

[17:54] <Strages> <He walks away for a few moments, whistling some song. It sounds like "What a Wonderful World" by Louie Armstrong.>

[17:54] <Strages> <Strages comes back with a jar filled with salt.>

[17:54] <Strages> You know...this is how they did things in Egypt.....except well, I'd have to take out all your internal organs...

[17:54] <Strages> But we're gonna skip that part! <Turns the jug over and pours the salt out over her body, making sure to cover every wound he can>

[17:57] <Christian_Weiss> <After an hour, someone knocks on Heather's door> Hello....? Heather?

[17:57] <Christian_Weiss> <He slowly pushes open the door, looking distressed.>

[17:58] <Heather_Seaton> <lying there on the floor of her bathroom, her eyes are open, blinded by the harsh glare of the flourescent lights>

[17:58] <Christian_Weiss> Heather, are you in here?

[17:58] <Heather_Seaton> <she's unable to close her eyes, the pain too much for her>

[17:58] <Christian_Weiss> My god...there's been a struggle here.

[17:59] <Christian_Weiss> Heather? Heather?! <He rushes around the house searching for her, until he finally inches towards the bathroom. Upon seeing her, he turns his head to the side and tries to refrain from vomitting.>

[17:59] <Christian_Weiss> Mother of God....

[17:59] <Christian_Weiss> <He looks back and carefully approaches her, removing the gag from his mouth> Oh....my god....Heather, are you alive?

[18:00] <Heather_Seaton> <tries to move her head, and finally blinks her eyes, despite the pain, in order to show that she was still part of the land of the living>

[18:01] <Christian_Weiss> Hold on, I'm going to call 911! Just stay here, alright?

[18:01] <Heather_Seaton> <"trust me, i'm not going anywhere">

[18:01] <Christian_Weiss> <As if she had a choice. He runs to the nearest telephone and calls for an ambulance. He then runs back over to her and covers her up in a blanket he got on the way.>

[18:03] <Christian_Weiss> Heather...you've got to stay awake, ok? <He seems to emit this aura of safety and comfort...an almost unnatural one at that.>

[18:03] <Heather_Seaton> <looks at him, almost soothed by his caring stare>

[18:03] <Heather_Seaton> <her eyes portray understanding, and perhaps belief and trust>

[18:03] <Christian_Weiss> I just wish I had gotten here sooner to stop this....I wish...God...<Tears start to strain from his eyes> I'm so sorry....

[18:05] <Heather_Seaton> <she lies there, hurt that he's crying on her behalf, and also angered that this had happened to her. she becomes bitter, cursing herself for having even left home that day, sure that had she taken any other course, she would have been fine>

[18:06] <Christian_Weiss> <Hears the sirens outside> They're here for you....I want you to cooperate with them when they get here, and you'll be ok....just don't die....<He pushes the hair from her eyes, and walks away from her at a brisk pace. A few minutes after he leaves, some medics rush in with a stretcher and various equipment. Heather's life is going to be saved.>