"Oh, I only take one. The doctor said to never take three or more so I'm going to say four per person, 5 total, (inviting the off going night shift since they all live together)ground into a powder, so thirty." Vivian put a index finger to her chin and looked up and to the left. "Just to be sure. We mix it into the eggs once they are cooked with a little bit of sugar to off set the taste. Then we drag the night shift into the pool house and cause an electrical fire. I noticed it has a small grill built into the bar so we'll need to untighten the connection just a little." She smiled at you.

"I think it would be more believable if you told them about breakfast. I'll get up early and get to the kitchen. I shall pretend to be the curious rich girl to ask how scrambled eggs are made. Then its just a simple matter to sneak the powder in them. Tonight will be preparation time. We have a good bit to do before tomorrow. I'll be in my room until then. Good night." She waited for your reply before walking out.

Your text to the team leader was read and accepted. The weird part of the day was later after dinner you retired to your room. You bathed and changed for bed. You noticed that your scars were gone, all of them. You had no bruises from last night and your complexion was clear. You heard the door to your room open. As you turned to yell at them you saw the door was in fact closed. You turned to look at your self in the mirror to see Elizabeth standing behind your reflection. She was shaking her head.

"You got a lot to learn. I was no saint. You need to learn control. There were times when I killed to get what I wanted. The more you kill the more you pay later. Eventually you will not be able to pay the cost. If you haven't noticed no one in seventeen generations lived forever. It not possible. You can survive injury and heal from sickness but it always come back to you. Her picture doesn't show it but one of your predecessors lost a leg. Just know it was not done quickly. At some point you will learn this. Perhaps an eye..." She walks over to you, through the mirror. "You will never know peace, bound to that damn thing as I am now, until another takes your place. Yes when you die only then will I rest. For now you want is known and the cost will be paid. Already you healed those scars. You have a fortune others have paid the cost for. Still you crave more." Her eyes narrow, as she folds her arms across her chest. "Know the payment will be sever. As the gem will not kill you it might take months to exact the toll from you." She shoved you off your feet and across the floor landing onto the bed. 

Before you could react, hands emerged from the covers and those that had kidnaped you each held a limb and began stabbing you. You felt no pain just the pressure and the feeling of being trapped all over again. The fear of helplessness. They had total control of you. Each knife wound poured a river of blood. No sound from the kidnappers as it was before. Just the wet sound of the plunging knives. After a time it stopped and you were sore and tired of trying to break free. You heard the hiss of heated metal and screamed as you did then too.

You awoke again to Vivian. She was standing next to the bed her face wracked with concern. "It was a dream. Every things going to be alright. your safe." You reached up to hug her but your arms were tied with black rope, your feet as well. You looked up confused and Vivian took out a bat and the nightmare continued....

Finally you awoke to the sun light beeming through slits in the curtains. Your whole body was sore and you felt exhausted.