Fiona was frozen in helpless terror as the maid came closer, twitching and laughing.
But just before she reached Fiona, she paused.
"Blood... Flesh... Woman." The maid began to circle Fiona, raving at her. "You vile creature! You lure the man into your filthy body again and again... And you are allowed to do that, because you are a precious, precious little princess! Precious, Precious little princess!"
The maid began to cackle, it echoed all around Fiona... as the maid moved in for the kill.
Alex heard it all from outside the door, running inside she stopped when she heard the door slam shut behind her. She tried to open it, but it wouldn't open! Like something was holding it shut!
"Hewie!"
Fiona!
Alex ran up the stairs, she saw the maid, Daniella. She saw Hewie... she saw Fiona!
The maid was moving towards her menacingly, she had something in her hands...
"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!"
She ran at the maid throwing all her strength into tackling her. Daniella wasn't expecting it and they both fell to the floor.
"Alexis!"
Fiona ran over to her, grabbing her hand. "We have to get out of here!"
Alex shook her head, getting to her feet. "It's no use! The door won't open!"
The maid stood up, once again coming for Fiona...
"Go!" Fiona called to Hewie.
Hewie bit the maid's ankle, holding her for a few moments.
"What do we do!?"
Fiona looked around the room...
"The mirror...!"
"What?"
It was risky... but... "Can you distract her?" She asked.
"What? Why?"
Fiona shook her head. "Can you do it?"
Alex looked at her, then nodded. "Sure."
Fiona ran back to the blocks and the glass floor. She started pushing the blocks into place, one by one. The maid was totally set on Fiona, which made distracting her very difficult for Alex.
"Hewie! Get her!"
Hewie wasn't listening to her.
Alex did everything she could possibly think of. She punched, slapped, kicked, and tackled the maid until she finally started to go after her.
She wasn't sure that was such a great thing.
The maid backhanded Alex. She fell to the ground, and rolled out of the way before Daniella was able to stab her with the poker.
"HEWIE!"
This time he listened, jumping onto the maids back, digging his teeth into her neck.
"How's it coming Fiona!?"
Fiona pushed the third block into place. "Almost there!" Fiona paused. "Are you alright?"
Daniella was free of Hewie again and making a bee line for Alex.
"Yeah, great! Take your time!" She called back to Fiona.
Fiona ran to the last block, forcing all her weight on it, pushing it with all her strength. Finally it slide into place and the mirror in the floor was brightly lit, she could see her reflection clearly.
"Alex! Over here!"
Alex, seeing Fiona standing at the other side of the room, ran for her.
Daniella had been struggling with Hewie again, but had broken free at the same time Alex was running passed her. Daniella lifted the iron poker above her head and brought it down. The end of the makeshift weapon was not very sharp, but still sliced through Alex's shirt and into her back.
With a painful cry she fell to the ground.
Fiona ran to her grabbing her arms and pulling her up. She half dragged her to the mirror, the maid barely a few steps behind them. The maid caught up with them, just as Fiona and Alex stumbled past the mirror.
The maid stopped dead in her tracks, seeing her reflection she started to scream. Louder and higher pitched then before.
Above them they heard something crack.
The glass ceiling was shattered and falling down on them!
The two of them cowered against the wall but Daniella was spinning around as if the falling glass was lightly falling snow. She outstretched her arms as a large piece of glass impaled her.
The maid let out a single cry of anguish... but then, with more emotion then Alex or Fiona had ever seen in the maid, Daniella smiled. She was grinning from ear to ear.
And it was over.
The maid was dead. Her body was suspended, held in place by the huge shard of glass.
Alex stared in disbelief. She was too caught up in the moment to have thought about why the maid had gone insane, or why she had tried to kill Fiona. But now she couldn't stop wondering how it had gone this far.
While the glass ceiling breaking was unintentional... While it was in self-defense... they'd killed her...
Suddenly Fiona hugged her, trembling.
She was so happy and relieved to have her friend back... and yet...
She'd just murdered that woman. She was in this horrible place...
Alex was hesitant to hug her back... but decided Fiona needed to be comforted. She hugged Fiona, ignoring the pain from her back and arm. After a moment, Fiona lifted her head. "I can't believe things have gotten this out of hand..."
Alex just nodded. "I know."
Fiona hung her head. "I'm sorry! This is all my fault."
"No it's not! How the hell could it be!?" Alex flinched in pain.
"Let's go, we need to take care of your back."
As they left Fiona noticed a key on the floor by the maid's body... on it was the symbol of Mars. She picked it up then took Alex's hand. Fiona led Alex, holding onto her good hand. Alex was surprised at how cold Fiona's hand was, and how strong her grip.
They ended up back in the examination room.
"I am not sitting on that table." Alex said, breaking the silence.
Fiona smiled weakly. "I don't blame you."
Alex took off her sweater, the back of which was soaked in blood.
Fiona felt nauseous when she saw the sight of her friend's blood. But helped Alex take off her undershirt, so she could get a better look at the cut.
"The cut's not deep..." That was the only good thing Fiona could honestly say. Fiona ripped off a piece from Alex's already torn sweater that wasn't covered in blood. She soaked it in the sink, then started to clean the wound. Alex squirmed, trying not to move.
Fiona took out something from her pocket. She crushed it in her hand then poured some water into the crushed concoction.
"This will probably sting..."
Fiona carefully smeared the medicine over the cut. It was very painful, but Alex managed to hold in a scream. But before she knew it, the pain died down... the cut still throbbed, but it felt as though someone had just scratched it too hard, rather than having been slashed.
"Whoa... what is that stuff? Where'd you get it?"
Fiona looked away. "I synthesized it."
Alex stared at her. "What?"
"I created it myself..."
"R-really? How did you even know how to do that?"
Fiona shook her head. "I don't know... I just know things... It's been like this ever since I came back here..."
"Wait... back!?"
Fiona frowned and shook her head. "I told you... this is all my fault..."