"Well, you kept going on about how it was evil and tried to kill you. I put it on and looked at it in the mirror. It looked really good so I put it under my sleep wear and went to bed. When I awoke, I had these marks on my neck. Its very tender, they looked to be bruises in the shape of hands. I took the damn thing off and hid it in the room. I believe you about it being bad. I'm sorry. Is it going to kill me now?" Her face turned from shame to fear.