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Alexandra shuddered when the body came into her view and immediately averted her eyes. How disgusting.. How completely dispicable. She felt anger and sadness well within her toward Midas and 'Geist', as well as pity for the dead young man whose body was now being waved around like some sort of ragdoll.

She could see, rather than feel, her hand shaking and stopped her drawing as a few small tear trickled down her cheeks for the sight in front of the girls. Why them?! Why did it have to be them?! She knew she'd get really freaked soon, especially if this kept up.

Midas and Geist were obviously both very twisted individuals with a similar interests in torture and murder. This much was completely discernable now. Alexandra ducked her head as another tear rolled down her cheek. Guilt, for being alive when the other had obviously lost his chance at surviving. Fear, would her body be another to be preserved to be show and treated this way for another group one day?

Alexandra couldn't bear these thoughts. She wanted to go home, to apologize to her brother for leaving the party and even yelling at him in the first place. Sadness rose in her heart as she thought ' I may never see my family again, no one other than them'.