Grabbing the knife for the kitchen you turn back to see Vivian running to the pool house. She would ruin everything. You didn't care anymore. Everything was going side ways. You ran and opened the door leading outside. There it was Vivian, the team leader, and you. You lifted the knife in the air going to bring it down in his throat before you could take a step your eye caught a gleam of green. No, it isn't possible you left it on the bed you knew you had! "May you suffer."

Then a hail of shots was the last thing you remembered. You awoke in the hospital. A tube coming out of your arm. Your chest hurt, it hurt to breath. You saw Vivian there sitting next to your bed. You tired to grab her but your hands were restrained. You looked around the rest of the room. No mom. You saw one of your guards outside the room.  Vivian didn't smile. "Your going to be alright. They used rubber bullets. Apparently that's all they use. He had to shoot you a lot. It was like you were possessed. You just kept coming at us with that knife. In a few days you will be able to be transported to the house where I will look after you. You had a few ribs broken and one shot cracked your sternum. You will be medicated for a few weeks and if you show improvement you can get some exercise. The guards will be in house for your protection. Your mom hired a second security company to remodel your room so you cant hurt yourself. Your mother wanted to hire an orderly one of those butch muscle nurses. I was able to convince her I could be trusted. Don't worry Eva I'll take care of you."

A nurse came into the room. "It's time for your bath." She injected something into your I.V. you felt heavy and fell asleep.

You awoke to a padded room your jacket was tight you had a pair of hospital scrubs on you could see through a window covered inside and out with chicken wire the window looked thicker and was not the original one. The room was stripped of furniture and the door to the bathroom was removed the entire bathroom was remodeled there was a shower head eight feet high the knobs were sockets to insert some type of key to use. A cushioned toilet with no water in the basin. The double sinks were gone. The floor had a drain. As you turned your head to look at the padded door with no knob you felt it. Around your neck was the chain. You tried to move except it was there you couldn't see it but it had to be, the necklace.