Alice nodded, holding the cuffs in the palms of her hands and closing her eyes. A chill ran down her back as she let her power run through her fingertips. The noises of the fire, the forest around them ceased to exist as Alice was brought back in time in a whirl of memories, all playing backwards to lead her through what these handcuffs had really been used for. The results were definitely what neither of them had expected. It happened so fast for her, though she had no idea how long she was sitting there beside Lucas. Her father was seen carrying the cuffs, keeping them in storage, putting them out for…not for criminals, at least they didn’t look to be. In fact the first was only a child, a boy probably a year younger than she. It was a dark basement looking room, concrete floors with the prisoner cuffed to a pole at his back. He was bloody and half dead, shirtless to make it easier to see every bruise and cut. Again and again her father punched or used a taser against the boy, yelling in his face. At one point the small black taser few out of her father’s hand and into the wall, breaking. James’ cold eyes, a look she’d never seen before, turned on the boy, as if…as if he’d made it move. What resulted was a worse punishment. Another was a grown man cuffed and being led to a room, a needle being forced into his arm- In reality Alice was trembling, her eyes closed as tightly as possible as she viewed the horrific scenes. A whimper escaped, and unable to take anymore she came back to Lucas with a choked cry, dropping the wretched item to the blanket. “Lucas- Lucas, my dad-“ She couldn’t even process what she’d seen. Alice ran a hand through her hair, tears filling those innocent green eyes. The young woman quickly got to her feet, a hand over her mouth as she tried to explain it away before speaking to Lucas. Should she even tell him? Would he judge her, tell her to go home? Did she even want to go home? “Lucas,” she finally choked, looking as lost as could be as she started pacing, unable to stay still, “he hurt people. N-not police stuff…oh shit…there was so, so much blood...”