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The room doesn't scare her. The words on the walls are incomprehensible, the stains and bedframes unrecognizable. After all, the wards Elle was kept in were immaculately clean.

Yet this time, when her skin starts sparking, she keeps her eyes closed.

Maybe there is something she's scared of. Or she just needs to think without distraction.

But if she's trying to feign unconsciousness, the sparks are enough to betray her.

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It's a long while before Ava can focus on anything but how much her arm fucking hurts.

But then her eyes narrow at the demon.

Slowly, slower than the first few times, another trickle of smoke materializes into a second little girl: tangled hair, dusty dress. Very sharp claws.

This one sweeps through the room, snatching up discarded twists of metal.

Elle glances up at the noise.

But her eyes don't stay on the demon. Instead, she looks back to Ava.

Weakly, "Is he gonna like this?"

"I'll tell him I tried."

Ava looks a little pale-- understandable, perhaps, given the recent injury. But she also looks apprehensive, even scared.

"Just go."

But it's not angry. Her voice is quiet again, and as she speaks, she glances around the room, as if to try to see if anyone else is there.

It's conspiratorial.

"Just get out now."

Ava cracks a faint, unconvincing smile.

"I'll end up back here anyway."

"No."

And for the first time, her eyes are wet.

"Someone'll help you. But you have to leave."

She pauses.

"I tried before."

Walking through the woods, coming around and around like a merry-go-round to that motherfucking bell--

"I tried to leave. And this place ate me right up."

The second demon appears by Elle's side, reaching out to unbend the first of the metal instruments-- the others clatter to the floor-- and twist it back around her wrist.

"This isn't like before," she answers, her voice rising, more out of pain at being moved than anything else.

"It's right outside. I came here - this place, it's next to the lake. And I came here before with X. And we went back to the Bar. You're not -"

- trapped in here -

"You can go back, too."

This is the part that Ava doesn't remember so well.

She watches Elle cautiously as the demon binds her other wrist, and the first one slips off her.

It takes a moment's calibration, once the specific tasks are done, to keep them here. But she thinks she manages it nicely.

She gasps when the demon moves her injured arm, but still doesn't look away from Ava.

Quiet, again, "You can go."

"No," Ava says simply.

"I can't."

She takes a slow, steady breath, inhaling the stale hospital air.

"He wants us here." A one-shouldered shrug-- her good shoulder. "You can try, but it always ends the same way."

"No, it's not."

Maybe accepting defeat, her full voice returns.

"You're not going to die this time."

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"That's true," she agrees.

"You are."

"He's going to leave," she answers.

"He'll - stop doing this to you. And maybe you'll remember."

Or maybe she won't. Elle's not sure which is worse.

Ava blinks at her.

After a moment, she shakes her head.

"Whatever you say, Sparky."

"If you remember this," she presses on -

"I really -"

She rests her head back against the bedframe, looking away again.

"I knew. It wasn't you."

(Eventually, anyway.)

Looking around, Ava thinks--

If it takes two demons to subdue Elle effectively when she's conscious, she might want to rustle up a third just to be safe.

She puts her fingers to her head. One of her hands is flecked with spots of blood.

This time, when the smoke rises, it wends out the door-- and down the silent corridor.

Elle stays still.

Finally, the sparks begin to dissipate, even if they don't go out entirely.

(She doesn't really want to have her other arm slashed, too.)

Ugh, that last demon's giving her a major headache. She'd kill for a nap.

Of course, as far as that's concerned ...

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his red right hand

It's just possible that arrangements can be made.

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