Can't Fight It

Prompt: #052 Forced

Notes: Written for 50darkfics. Slight spoilers for "New Order (Pt 1 & 2)".

He reached out and touched her mind again. Immediately, there was pain – a pain so unlike any other she had felt before; one that threatened to rip the very essence of her soul from her body. Along with the pain were images; flashes; that invaded her memory and made her see things.

She tried to force the images out of her mind but they kept on coming, rushing at her hungrily like a pack of wild dogs and allowing her no relief. It was useless to fight it, she realised after awhile. She couldn't break free of the trap he'd set in her mind and was in too much of a weakened state to fight him physically, on one of the rare occasions that he allowed her a brief rest.

The images just kept coming her way, forcing themselves through her mind and into her heart. Flashes of darkness and bloodshed and unspeakable evils plagued her and they refused to stop.

She didn't know how much more she could take. She was beginning to lose all sense of reality.

What felt like days after the first time he touched her mind – but was really only a few hours – she finally broke into tears, unable to keep them in any longer. Days after that when no signs of a rescue team came, she gave in to the numbness and watched her hope fade and slip away with every moment that passed her by.