Hey faggotwanna play a game?  Shane stood in the middle of a dark room, various faces came in and out of view taunting her.  She covered her ears and sank to the ground rocking herself back and forth. 

SHANE:  Stop itleave me alone she curled into a fetal position and wished them away.  She wished with everything in her being.  She wished her Uncle Bill away as he made crude sexual comments toward her.  She wished her ex-best friend from elementary school away, as she pointed and laughed at her in front of the class.  She wished her first foster mother away, who forced her to wear a dress and called her a *****.  She wished all of them away, but they were closing in on her.  She flailed her arms pushing at them, until she felt someone grab her hand, and hold tight to her.  A warm hand reassuring her, pulling her out of the taunting darkness.

TINA:  ShhhShaneits okayyoure safe she cooed as she squeezed Shanes hand, stroking her flushed cheek with her free hand.  Slowly the young woman opened her eyes, tears brimming, and turned to Tina.  Shhhyour safeno one is going to hurt you.  Tina felt he heart breaking for the young wounded woman in front of her.  She wanted nothing more than to pull her into a big hug and shield her from the world. 

Shane looked at the blonde woman holding her hand.  She looked differently than she remembered, but she was pretty out of it beforeher voice sounded different too.  What was her name?

SHANE:  Alice? that didnt seem rightshe knew the voice but she wasnt Alice.  Your notAlice  her throat was still scratchy, her body ached, and she felt herself perspiring.  Her chest heaved up and down and her mind and heart was racing.

TINA:  It was just a nightmareand noIm not Alice.  My name is Tina; Alice said you know about me.  Tina felt Shane squeeze her hand, and watched as she nodded, recollection setting in.  Good, do you want me to stay with you?  Again Shane nodded, and Tina felt the woman studying her.  Okayare you hungrythirstyin pain?

Shane didnt even have to think about it, she was all three.  Mostly she was thirsty and her throat begged her for something soothing.