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Amanda Young’s voice cuts off in a shriek that makes Allison Kerry’s heart skip several beats even as she forces her way into the room. The man is still twitching even as Allison moves to yank the wires from Amanda’s skin, not caring when she takes a minor electric shock. Amanda’s eyes are glassy, tear-filled and Allison knows instantly that she’s been tortured for hours.
“I’m so sorry….”
Allison’s voice is soft even as she tucks hair from Amanda’s eyes, hating the girl’s flinch and whimper.
“Easy, it’s over…. I’m here now.”
“Alli?”
“Yes Mands… I’m here.”
“Take me home?”
“Of course baby…. Can you walk?”
Amanda nods, leaning on Allison even as they leave. She sleeps fitfully that night, memories of being shocked wake her over and over and Allison sooths her softly every time.