Prologue

I was still sitting in the corner when Rey and the doctor returned to my room. My brother looked down at me with so much worry on his face.

"Rachel? What are you doing down there?" he asked.

I didn't answer him, instead I held my legs close to my body and squeezed myself as tight as I could. Rey looked at the doctor who stepped up closer to me.

"Miss Gutierrez, if you don't mind, I need you to get back in your bed. We have something we need to discuss." He said.

I didn't move, I just sat there staring off into space as the Undertaker's evil voice still rang in my ears. How dare he force me to be this way! I felt so helpless against his power.

Rey shrugged, "Just tell her sir."

"tell me what?" I said oddly calm.

The doctor glanced down at me before looking out the door and nodding his head. I glanced up when I saw two sets of feet walk into the room and stand behind the doctor. I didn't recognize these men, but they were huge strapping men who looked like they meant business.

"Miss Gutierrez, after assessing your behavior…your brother and I think it would be best to send you for some psychiatric evaluating."

I glared at him and then at Rey, pushing myself against the wall as I did so. "W-what? Why? I'm not crazy!"

"Just relax sis…these guys only want to help." Rey said as he slowly walked towards me.

I shook my head as the doctor pulled a large needle from his pocket and squeezed some of the liquid out of it.

"Oh please don't do this!" I said as tears filled my eyes.

Rey sighed, "I'm sorry Rachel, but it has to be this way."

Before I could react Rey had jumped on top of me and held me tight in his arms. I kicked and screamed at the top of my lungs trying hard to get free, but it was no use.

"Rey please! Let me go!" I screamed.

"Come on doc! Now!" he yelled.

The doctor bent down next to us and lifted my gown to reveal my side. He then gently pushed the needle inside of my skin making me scream in pain.

"Don't worry Rachel, these people will take good care of you." The doctor said as the medicine took effect. I instantly felt drowsy and weak, finally relaxing in my brother's arms. He ran his hands through my hair and cried.

"It's going to be alright Rachel…I promise." He said as my eyes closed. I knew this wouldn't be good, especially when I heard the Undertaker's deep laughter in my ears as I drifted into unconsciousness.