The second dose of the mysterious serum is just as bad as the first. I scream until my throat's raw, but the pain eventually disappears as abruptly as it comes on. The creepy-crawling purple lines are still unnerving, but at least I'm expecting them this time.
No; I'm more concerned about Eliana coming in to check on me. Or Xavier.
I hate Xavier more than I think I've ever hated anyone in my life. There's something about him that tells me he's broken from the soul out. Eliana's not far off, but at least she pretends some level of humanity.
Her brother… He's just psychotic.
I have a vague feeling Eliana has a purpose and will keep me alive for it. Xavier? I'm pretty sure he'd eat me to fulfill whatever strange addiction he seems to hold.
His eyes are feverish with obsession.
He's definitely the worse of the two.
