With her eyes still closed, Jess found herself elsewhere. The big cavernous surrounding vanished to be replaced be a run down, dim hallway. She saw the backside of a man slip into a door. She silently followed in after him. Sure enough, it was Desmond and they were in *that* room! Jess stood in silence, flattened against the door so the Doctor in the projection could not see her. Being in a complicated astral form, all Jess could do was mimic breathing. Even talking was weird, it was more like telepathy but after years of doing this spell, she lip synched to her thoughts perfectly, fooling any others that she was vocal. This meant that her heavily breathing form in there was accidental, her mind didn't breathe, but her physical body had started to. It was akin to the same thing as psychosomatic sickness. She stood in scared silence as the form of Vannacutt stood in front of Desmond. The way he stood there, not saying anything and looking like, at least to Jess, like he was checking out a rival. It didn't help that he was wearing those goggles that made him ridiculous somewhat, if not creepy. When Desmond stood in shock, glaring at the shorter man, Jess quietly snuck around behind Vannacutt.

Desmond Niles stood stock still and slack jawed at the amazing scene in front of him; this Doctor was looking right at the screen, seemingly looking at him! That must be Vannacutt! Man, he looks like a total a-hole, especially with those glasses! Then, as Desmond watched the Doctor stand Listerine close to the screen, he saw it wasn't just the glasses. The Doctor seemed angered, a deep scowl on his face! As Desmond stared, Vannacutt hurriedly, almost inhumanly fast, tore off his surgical gloves. Desmond was sure he was imagining the speed. Desmond was just about to leave the disturbing film room, when the Doctor stepped out of the film itself! Vannacutt advanced on Desmond too quickly for anyone Human. The speed in which it happened, and face-to-face with the menacing man made Desmond too petrified to speak, much less move! Vannacutt was shorter than Desmond, he could see that much! The scowl was deep as the man glared up into his face. A comment was going to pop out along the lines of 'eye problem' when suddenly, the man growled in pain and anger! He turned around sharply and let Desmond see a huge gouge torn from his shoulder that was rapidly sealing itself up; the white uniform flexing around the wound and then swimming together. Quickly, it knitted back together in a serpentine movement!

Desmond now saw that a woman was behind Vannacutt and judging from what she grasped in her hand, she was the one to inflict his injury! He didn't see Vannacutt's facial expression, but a bloodcurdling shriek tore from her lips and Desmond's blood froze, dreading exactly what his face looked like! Without further ado, Desmond tore from the room, running on pure fear!

Jess followed suit, seeing stars because of her terror! She stopped outside the room and turned around to see Vannacutt standing in the room, glaring at her! Then, he cracked a deadly, very creepy smile that promised death and much worse! Jess turned around quickly and ran away down the dark hall through a misty veil of stark terror! She reached the short landing of steps. Desmond was already climbing them.

"Wait," Jess cried out in fear, "He's right behind me!"

Desmond stopped quickly and turned around, pointing a gun to her. "Who the hell are you, and how did you manage that with Vannacutt?!" He was as freaked as she.

Jess took a step back, a whimper of fear escaping her mouth. She couldn't die in mind form, at least not right away. It was like the Matrix, any injury she suffered mentally, she'd suffer back home. A bullet would kill her instantly! She swore loudly before stating, "I saved you! That Doctor would have knifed you or something, man!" She was screaming at Desmond now. "He already did it to me!" She turned around to show Desmond the not-so-deep knife slash.

Desmond silently put the gun away. "Some one is already back in the Foyer, get help there." He stated coldly.

Jess, after turning around to face the dark as pitch hall, could hear Desmond move up the steps. Suddenly, at the end of the hall they fled from, Vannacutt was there, glaring at her! Jess knew she was dead, there'd be no way she would move before Vannacutt flash stepped or whatever he did right to her! She looked at the object still in her hand, a ball of Vannacutt energy. It was a mass in a ball but twisting around, sometimes serpentine in form. It seemed to try to flex together and knit, but failed only to try it all over again. The color of it was the white of his uniform, but a more tarnished color. She grasped the gross thing in both her hands, pointing it at her heart, where her heart chakra would be. Vannacutt stopped in his tracks, staring at her with a questioning look on his face even as Jess glared at him defiantly.

"Chew on this, moron," She taunted him even as she plunged the mass into her heart.

The mass slipped in easily and the effect was instantaneous even as the energy coursed through her body! She staggered, heaving as though she was going to throw up! She made it somehow up the steps without being killed by Vannacutt.

Ariel was out of breath by the time she, Paul, Kyle and Richard bound back the way they came. They were on their way to the hydrotherapy room when they heard the scream that made their blood chilled! Richard insisted that they go back, that it could have been Michelle or Harue still alive. Paul and Kyle both raised protests that it could be a trick, a spirit trap. Ariel was inclined to agree, but the most she'd heard out of these spirits so far was just a weird giggling whispering. So here they were, back in the Foyer. This is when it happened; Paul yelled out and rushed past Richard. The whole team saw this young woman, Human, panicked as well as seemingly ill. They didn't reach her in time and she took a nasty looking spill off of the stones steps and crashed to the floor.