"We found her jacket hanging on the stair banister." He handed the black and white, striped jacket to the man before stepping back. "We are checking cameras now to try and find her." ~The Lone Survivor
While my soul was shattering into a million pieces , I locked my heart into Francis's. Reality was here , they were torturing me all day and every day they were trying a new method. I stopped talking eventually. And made my mind connected with Francis's. I formed a new reality for my poor little sanity. But my shield was about to broke so.. I prayed.