It was happening again. 

The straitjacket wrapped tightly around me left me completely helpless. Apparently, everyone had determined that I was a danger to myself. But I couldn't take being locked up again! I struggled for a little while, of course, but even I knew it was only a token gesture. There was no way I would escape on my own. How long were they going to keep me cooped up like this?

Where was Vivian? I needed her. She would release me - she had to! Then we could run away together or something. Anything would be okay, as long as I was freed!

The necklace. I had tried to discard it, but it had come back, all on its own. Would I really be stuck with it for the rest of my life? If so, my only choice was to not use it, to resist it as much as I could. Perhaps remaining helpless was the most promising option left to me. But I could not accept that - I [i]refused[/i] to! No matter what, I never wanted to be captured ever again! Why did I have to be so pathetic? I was being reduced to a prisoner in my own home, despite being the richest woman in the world!

My head ached horribly as my thoughts raced within, but the realization that had dawned on me amplified the pain all the more - unless someone released me, none of my worrying would come to fruition. I was completely and utterly dependent on others...