Surprisingly, the next week went by quickly.
Amanda and Jake still did all the things they did together all the weeks before. Neither felt any sort of change in themselves or in the firm foundation of their marriage. By tacit consent, the plan was for Amanda to allow Frank to manipulate her into sex upon her next visit. Jake had confirmed he would stay at the survivor camp and Amanda would travel with Claudette alone.
With all their cards on the table, the occasional fears that would spring up as the day of Claudette's next date grew closer and closer would dissipate just as quickly. After all, Jake definitely wasn't into wife sharing, especially when the wife in question did the things she did to him in bed. After several calm discussions, they both firmly agreed it was a physical act that meant nothing. After Amanda allowed this event to take place, then they would finally be able to see if Frank wanted more than just to screw her, and would not only try to convince her to join Legion, but declare himself the overseer of her training.
If that happened, the Entity had promised the punishment it had in store would increase by ten-fold, and it would move the needle more and more to the Entity being able to have the necessary reason it needed to remove Frank, instead of mere "oversight." Amanda had spent the past week accepting in her mind that Frank's removal needed to be done the hard way rather than the easy way, because the Entity could not allow itself to make the easy way happen. Allowing Frank to fuck her after believing he'd duped her into letting it happen was certainly one of the hardest actions of this hard way route. It would be the hardest thing Amanda had ever had to do.
But she'd kept up a stoic attitude, and only allowed a couple of crying outbursts over the thoughts of Frank fucking her...Of putting his vile dick in her...Of having to pretend he was the best ever...And she'd kept those crying outbursts limited to times when Jake was not present, either busy with a trial or doing something else in the camp. Of course she wanted him to continue to tell her it was okay, but she chose to deal with it herself so she could let Jake have time to come to grips with what was going to happen, rather than have to keep focusing all his attention on trying to keep her from emotionally folding.
Thankfully, after three or so days, Amanda stopped working herself up over it so much she made herself cry. The battles of her mind, at least for the time being, had signed a treaty of truce. After that, and because Amanda and Jake's relationship was strong. Because she was a little twisted, and, in turn, had maybe made Jake a little twisted, they eventually began to crack jokes to each other about it as the days passed by and "Operation Just Lay There" drew ever closer, the jokes allowed them to cope even more with what she was going to do, and the laughter was somehow soothing.
"I really hope he isn't bigger than me," Jake said, chuckling. At that time, Amanda's "date" with Frank was only two days away. Amanda replied, "He's 19. No way. And being at that age, he probably uses it like a club. It should be handled like a surgeon. And you know how hard you make me cum from your precise incisions, Dr. Park. I've never been in the hands of a more skilled surgeon. I'll always put myself in your capable hands." Amanda winked.
Jake snorted. Amanda giggled. It was a minor thing, yet it confirmed to them, and especially Amanda, that after all the time she'd spent this past week beating herself up over it, the fears were unwarranted. They could actually joke about how ridiculous it all was, letting the wannabe teen Manson think he was getting off because Amanda was just so completely duped by him and was willingly giving it up for him.
With her guilt taking a temporary holiday, much to her total relief, Amanda allowed herself to speculate about what the sex with him was going to actually be like. Would her body react favorably to it, or would the fact that she totally despised him and didn't want him anywhere near her also prevent her body from reacting to any sensations from it? She'd had sex a lot after all, and sometimes even the most unattractive of people she'd scored her rent and drug money from had brought pleasurable sensations through her body, though never brought her to a vaginal orgasm.
Amanda guessed that it wouldn't be much enjoyable at all. Even when she'd felt something on her dirty and stained mattress, it was often because her brain had still been fogged from her last hit, and she wasn't in control of her senses enough to comprehend how truly revolting it was. She would be in complete control of her mental functions, and she'd be filled with how much she hated him and despised him. Frank would no doubt contribute to how awful the experience was himself. He was a complete taker, she knew he was. Once he was fucking her, Amanda knew it her gut that his prowess would be the complete opposite of Jake's. Jake was always focused on making her cum before he did. Frank would only be caring about his own orgasm. She doubted he'd care if she came at all. Her lips turned into a disgusted smile. But after, she knew, he'd probably still convince himself he was the world's greatest lover simply because he'd graced Amanda's pussy with the presence of his dick.
The day before Claudette's date, Amanda said out of the blue, "I just finally figured out the analogy of what I'm going to be doing tomorrow night." Jake looked at her, waiting. "I'm basically leaving this cabin and going out for a fast food hamburger, instead of staying here and savoring the nice, hot, juicy steak that's sitting on the plate right in front of me. I hope the hamburger doesn't give me the shits."
And again they'd both laughed. After spending the rest of the day with few worries and a lot of laughs, the sun of the Entity's realm dawned on the day of Claudette's next date. The day went normally. Neither one of them had a panic attack, which in Amanda's case, was something of a minor miracle.
Amanda and Jake both had trials. Amanda was stuck with Bubba, who she always hated, and ended up sacrificed after getting downed performing rescues more than once. His abilities with that chainsaw were just so fucking hard to counter, even having just a little bit extra speed than the rest of the survivors. She was swallowed into the darkness, and later opened her eyes in bed, fully restored.
"Didn't go well?" Jake looked at her from the couch.
Amanda sat up and her face twisted in that expression of rage that Jake knew so well. She described to Jake what Bubba could do, and what he could do when he got there, in a stream of colorful language that would have made a sailor blush.
Jake's trial, as if by fate, was against Morrison. They never spoke, and Jake put every ounce of his skills into the trial to avoid sacrifice. He was not going to get killed by Morrison today, and let Morrison's twisted brain celebrate two victories instead of the one he was being set up for. Jake did rescues, and they were down to one generator remaining when the blades of sacrifice had closed on Quentin, who had been hooked for the final time. The roar of noise and the bright flash of light ended and reduced their number from four to three.
Jake and Ash found a generator and coop repaired it, They were getting closer and closer, and just before the end, their heartbeats quickened. Ash beat feet, but Jake stuck to it, they were so close. He stood before Morrison slashed him the first time, then quickly crouched back to the generator. He made a few more adjustments as Morrison recovered from his first swipe, and as Morrison slashed him again, the generator fired. Jake wore a smug smile on his face as he went down.
Morrison threw him on a hook, and naturally, he started camping him, because in addition to being an asshole, he was also a dick. Ash's aura appeared as he stepped out from a locker he'd hidden in, and darted to the nearby exit gate. Jake felt no fear. Ash would not leave him behind. Bill was a true veteran, but Ash also followed the no man left behind principle. Jake was hooked close enough to see when Ash pulled the switch down, and in a few moments, the gate opened. Feng dashed from the other direction and met Ash at the now open door, then, in tandem, they both went for Jake's hook.
Immediately when he saw them, Morrison started slashing, which was his mistake. Feng was an expert at dodging, and while Morrison was screaming in rage from his missed hit, Ash swooped in and pulled him from the hook. Ash whispered, "Borrowed Time."
Morrison discovered he'd been had, and slashed at Jake, who took the hit, but remained upright and ran. Bill's former skill remained one of the best in the game. Feng and Ash both ran behind him, each taking one of the hits that would have downed him. Then they were all limping, but out. The scent of the grass as they made their way back to the camp smelled like victory. He did not look, but could hear Frank's knife clinking on the invisible lattice as he slashed in rage behind him.
An hour before dark, Jake looked at Amanda as she slowly paced around the cabin. Jake realized in that moment that he hadn't seen her break down in a tearful outburst even once since that first night, but even though her resolve remained strong, he could see just a trace of worry and at what she knew she was about to do. A feeling swept over his body, and he knew it was his love for her. No matter how many assurances she'd received, no matter how much she'd convinced herself this week that it was necessary and it would be okay, as the day creeped ever closer to night, she was losing that resolve in herself, didn't want to do it, and was growing more and more nervous at the knowledge that she would have to.
When it came to Amanda, Jake knew there was only one sure way to show her that it was all going to be okay. He knew her inside and out, and the only thing that would calm her was some in and out. Words, a hug, or a kiss weren't going to be enough. He said quietly, "Come here." So she did. He knew that she was expecting him to once again give her one of his reassuring monologues. When she was standing in front of him he lifted her by her slim waist and her eyes widened in surprise as he carried her across the floor to press her against the wall. He stared into her wide eyes hungrily as he unbuttoned and pulled her shorts and panties down her legs before pulling them off entirely.
"He may have you tonight...But it's going to be sloppy seconds." He gave Amanda a grin nearly as wicked as the one she flashed at him in return. It was so evil, and so devious, and so...Right, that Amanda actually had a moment to kick herself for not having the idea herself. Her mind soared with excitement and relief that she'd be able to carry the remnants of belonging to Jake with her the whole time she was over at Motel Hell.
She pulled his jeans down and wrapped her legs around him as he passionately pounded her into the wall. Both their orgasms were quick, passionate and sweet. With Amanda's nervous tension visibly abated, they quickly redressed and Amanda joined him on the couch, where they snuggled, joked and laughed as the evening grew ever darker.
Suddenly, Amanda sat up. A look crossed her face. "Jake, you still have those old condoms right? Didn't someone give you a handful for a joke at your bachelor party?"
Jake nodded. A friend of his dad's, a guy named Larry, had stuffed a pile of varying sides in his hand and said, "If ya suddenly get second thoughts before you go all the way on your honeymoon, these'll hold off the consummation while ya think it over." Brian had laughed hysterically, Jake didn't think it was that funny but forced a smile.
He thought briefly. "Yeah, I think I threw them in the travel bag we used for our honeymoon. They were in my pocket when I got back to the hotel room and I didn't want to just leave them for the cleaning staff to find and give them ideas. I don't think I've taken them out since. It's the bag I used when we came back here. They should be in there."
"Is there an XL sized one in there?" Jake wasn't sure but offered to look. "If there is," Amanda told him, "Give me that one, and a regular sized one."
Jake arched an eyebrow. "Why...?"
Amanda just grinned at him wickedly. "I'll tell you later." Jake got up and searched the bag and returned with the two condoms. There was indeed an XL one, and Amanda shuddered in sympathy for any woman who had a lover that it fit. She didn't think it would feel good at all. It would be like trying to fit a baseball bat inside of her.
Amanda gave him a wink as she pocketed the rubbers. The sun had disappeared from the sky. It was time.
The pair shared a final kiss and Amanda stepped out the door, resolved to make further, definite progress on what they started, not only for the chance to dally in the real world, but to resolve the current oversight. Jake couldn't resist one final joke, and called after her, "Make good choices!"
As the door shut behind her, she thought, God I fucking love him.
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Frank sat on this "throne," waiting. He'd been swarmed by the two girls for the last half an hour. As Julie and Susie kept speaking in his ear, he was becoming more and more exasperated and unable to tune them out as he usually could. They were far more obsessed about getting Amanda into the camp now than he was. He'd embellished the hell out of Amanda's story to help keep them in line to make them revere him as a hero for his actions to move her in with him, wild lies about all the shit Amanda was suffering from Jake and the other survivors, and now they believed she was over in the other camp being virtually tortured and would not rest until she was their sister.
He placated them for the tenth time. He explained to them that wasn't sure what would happen tonight after the unforeseen hurdle in Amanda's second visit. Yes he had gone further in filling her with his energy. In fact it had ended up right outside of her, he told them. Yes of course he would get the two of them alone tonight in his cabin. Yes he was definitely going to give her his energy.
They shut up again, though Frank knew they'd be back to talking in another five minutes, or less.
He left the last words unspoken. He'd been committed his decision for the past week. He was not letting Amanda leave this camp before he fucked her. If he had to incapacitate Jake or any other surprise guest to do so, he would. If she suddenly had second thoughts, he would incapacitate her too.
He truly believed he could do it too, at no point did he think of the doorman, nor did he realize that if he even started to try it, the Entity would immediately use its powers to twist him into a painful pretzel.
When Julie had suddenly opened her mouth again, he'd been so sure of what she was going to say that he felt like slitting her throat. But then Julie surprised him by asking for something he'd never have expected, even though he should have, with as much as he'd manipulated her over the past years. She said, "If it...Happens tonight...We'd like to be present. Hold her hands...Connect with her as she is indoctrinated by you, and savors the energy you possess."
She and Julie wanted to watch him fuck her? Frank wasn't sure about that. His intention was to just get her in his cabin, sweet talk her to naked, then bang her and let her get a taste for a younger man's cock. He'd checked her out even more closely the last time, and he didn't think she was in her 20s. She had to be at least 30, or maybe even as high as 35. That was older than he initially thought, not that it mattered. If she looked the way she did and she was 50, he'd have still fucked the hell out of her.
He guessed the by now, sex with her dominating husband was decent, but left her wanting. Marriage always made that kind of shit stale, and Jake probably only thought of himself in bed. He arrogantly felt he would be the best fuck of her life. Manipulating her into cheating would let her experience the excitement of fresh sex, and savor his 19-year-old dick. After all, older sluts always loved young dick. Once she saw she could have a younger man with a high sex drive, a guy that fucked her as good as he would, it would get her here that much easier.
But having Julie and Susie there might kill the mood. No matter how much she wanted him, her wedding ring was tightly on her finger. Now matter how much she knew she would enjoy letting him fuck her, a part of her mind would know that she was cheating and breaking her marriage vows. He was confident he could make her want him so much that she ignored any inhibitions and let him inside of her, but letting him do it while two chicks were watching her wouldn't be uncomfortable if she wasn't into that kind of thing. Frank liked being watched, but it wasn't for everyone, and He was pretty damn sure a bitch as tightly-wound as she was had never done that type of thing before. It would be a hell of a lot easier to fuck her if it were just the two of them. She'd let Jake finger her the other night in front of Frank, but it was clear she was guilty and embarrassed after, and Frank could tell by the way she reacted that it had never happened so brazenly in public before. She'd certainly never been watched by anyone during sex, and making her first time doing it also be the first time she was cheating on her husband might be too much, no matter how much Frank had convinced her she wanted him.
The other issue was what he had just been thinking about. If her guilt over cheating flared up before he got her to the cabin, Frank was going to fuck her through it. He didn't really think she'd have those guilty feelings before he got her naked and in his bed, because he knew how deeply he had made her be into him, but he knew there was a small possibility. Again, after he forced her, He knew she'd be grateful afterwards, but letting Julie and Susie watch as he was pinning her to his bed and fucking her as she screamed and fought him might temporarily give them the wrong impression. He'd never had to force them into fucking him for his healing energy, and no matter how much they were in love with him and trusted him, it would create small doubts in their minds about the lies he'd told them about his healing energy if Amanda was visibly unwilling to let him "fill her with it."
Of course, her blissful reaction after he had done so would help soothe those doubts, and he could simply tell the two girls later that Jake's control over her was so strong in that moment that he'd had no choice but to force himself in her, and of course they would end up believing it because they believed everything he fucking told them. But he didn't like even temporary cracks in complete trust and faith he'd manipulated them into believing. Everything he'd been doing to make Legion into what he wanted most had worked perfectly, and this would be less than perfection. It would be an admission that Jake's "power" over Amanda, up until that moment had been stronger than his, and that would not be acceptable, AT ALL.
Julie was looking at him expectantly. Finally, he said, "I'll see where her mind is tonight. Watch out your window. If I flash two fingers, you can come over. But ONLY to watch and hold her hands." He put on a mock tone of sorrow. "She's...been hurt, damaged by this man who turned her into his doll and made her forget she was a killer. She probably lives in fear of him every day. I can feel her desire for my energy, and the softness of my touch, but I'm sure she fears what he will do to her when he finds out. It may be easier for her to give in to my healing powers if it's just the two of us, you know what I mean? She'll feel less guilty about it. I know she feels much more for me than she's ever felt for Jake, but she might have a last-minute panic attack I have to help her through. I want you to be there as much as you do, and I'm sure after I talk to her tonight, she'll want you to as well. But if I have to keep the sharing of my energy just to us two in order to help soothe this poor, hurting woman that has been so tortured by her husband into receiving it, I'll know you understand why I had to do it. He's done a lot of damage to this woman and has broken her entire will. It's been hard to bring her out of her nightmare, but once she feels me and enjoys the pleasure of me, and the pleasure of you being his sisters, all this will be more than worth it. She needs me to heal her so much."
And of course they did, because Frank had that special way of seemingly turning every lie into sweet truth. Julie apologized for not thinking about how hard it was going to be for Amanda to give herself to Frank. She WAS was married, and even if it was to a monster, it may be ingrained in her that breaking her vows were a sin, even though Julie knew if it was with Frank, it would be a blessing. Julie shook her head at herself for being so stupid and thoughtless. Once again, they were lucky that Frank was so smart, because he had once again thought of everything. This poor woman was so broken that it was almost ingrained in her to turn down any potential for real happiness. Julie loved Frank even more deeply for all he had done to lift this poor woman from the dark Hell she lived in.
Frank threw an arm around them both. "It's okay. I want this as bad as you do. I've spent three weeks now waiting to expel my healing energy into her. She really wanted it last time, I could tell. But with her jerk husband around, it just couldn't happen. I couldn't risk her being hurt by him after. But she said she'd make every effort to come alone tonight, and I know she will because that's how much she needs me. I promise you...If it happens tonight, and I can include you in it, you have my word I will. I will do everything I need to convince her. That's how generous I am. That's how much I love you. I love you both so much, and I want you to share in it. She'll be that much closer to becoming a sister to both of you tonight, and this would let you feel that sister connection by you being so close to her."
Susie and Julie both smiled and sighed. Frank kissed them both. They both told him they loved him. They both knew they were truly lucky to have a man like Frank as their lover and leader. He thought of everything, and they both knew if things happened tonight and he included them, it truly was a huge gift he was giving them.
Christ, these two idiots were so damn easy. frank said, "One other thing, if I give you the signal, light the candles I have placed there. If I can have everything ready for the ceremony before I bring her through the door, I want everything ready in advance if possible. When I have finished making her completely ready to receive my power, I want you to make the the bed ready while you wait for us to arrive." The two girls nodded.
Frank looked up at the dark sky. "They'll be coming soon."
And I hope I'll be cumming soon after, Frank thought.
Frank glanced between both of them. "Go to your cabin and await my signal, but even if you do not get it, know that after tonight, I will still be one step closer to saving Amanda from the horrors she suffers with now. You can listen for her screams of pleasure as I fill her with my healing energy, and know that all my efforts are successful."
The pair nodded and disappeared into their cabin. Joey had already headed for the border, so all Frank could do now was wait. He really fucking hoped she was alone...But honestly, he didn't care if Jake was with her again tonight or not. She wasn't leaving this camp until he had her. He'd waited long enough. If he had to kill Jake to do it, he would. If she got scared after he killed Jake, and tried to deny him, she'd get over it after he forced his dick inside of her.
Frank smiled.
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Joey greeted Claudette with a kiss as soon as she stepped over the border, and Amanda smiled at the pair. They really did seem to be good together. As she stepped over the border herself, and the familiar weight of the knife tugged at her wrist, she found it in herself to give Joey a hug.
"Joey, I just want to say...You're awesome. You've been really good to Claudette, and I know you care a lot about her. I know based on your...Different worlds, when everything is finally in the open, it might be tough for people to handle. But just know, when it happens, I'm firmly in your corner and I'll defend you completely if I need to."
Claudette's eyes were misty, and even Joey looked a little choked up. "I...Wow I really appreciate that. Since you've continued to chaperone, I've been a little worried you don't trust me. It's a relief to know you'll do that, and that's how you feel."
Amanda gave his arm a light punch. "I'm only chaperoning since Frank ordered me to continue. And if I have to keep doing it to make it okay for you to have your dates, I will." Joey nodded, looking relieved.
Seeing them made her "mission," if that was the word for it, even more important. Joey having the ability to come and go as he pleased to the survivor camp, and to have the blessing of the Entity to choose to become a survivor, would be extremely beneficial to the couple. All she had to do was pretend to act like a Stepford wife and convince Frank that the potentially bad sex was good. The Entity wanted it so, and she owed it. Jake had all but told her to fuck him, and given his blessing. The fuck he'd given her before she left had indeed reassured her.
Because there was one big remaining fear that hadn't been quieted until that moment. It was the fear that Jake would some how find her less desirable after she returned tonight from being with another man. The fact Jake had taken her, knowing full well that after, she was coming over here to throw herself at Frank, shut up that ridiculous nagging fucking doubt. He would want her just the same. He'd made sure that Frank got sloppy seconds because goddamnit, Amanda was his.
So why had that last minute quickie been the only thing that made her quit worrying, when he'd spent the last seven days constantly telling her what his body had shown her?
And of course, she answered her question quite quickly. She could express her love for him in words, but Amanda always felt actions spoke much louder. Giving him her body was the most important thing she could, because it was all she physically had to give him. She could express the things she felt about him with her body that sometimes she couldn't form into the right words, and that sometimes couldn't be expressed through the frequent times she told him she loved him. When she let him have her, he could feel it instead of just hearing it.
She felt stupid, especially now, admitting that maybe her greatest fear was that Jake would view her differently after tonight and lose interest in having sex with her, that stupid fear had snowballed into an even stupider fear...That she'd lose the ability to physically show him her love for him. And how did she know how fucking stupid it was? Because Jake knew her better than she knew herself, he'd known it was bothering her, and had done what he had and of course it had worked. And although he hadn't intended it at all, it did show her how stupid he'd been.
She scowled in the darkness as she followed Joey and Claudette. Jake had done everything right from the minute they'd become a couple. Every fucking thing. He did everything perfect, every day, from sunrise to sunset. Why couldn't she make her brain completely understand that? Why did he have to keep repeating the same things, over and over again, that she already knew? Why did her brain invent things that she knew were bullshit, seemingly just to make her feel bad? Why couldn't she just finally, and completely, heal the fucking things in her head that were broken?
I just want to be normal. Is that so fucking much to ask? Look at all the wonderful things I have in my life. I have everything I need to be normal. Please...It's the last thing I'll ever ask for. He's been perfect to me. He's been perfect FOR me, and I just want to be perfect for him. I could be...Just let me believe in my head what I know in my heart. It's the last thing I'll ever need...Please and thank you.
And she panicked again, because she knew after she got back to their cabin later, he'd have to convince her again. She knew he'd have to allow himself to be sloppy thirds or she would once again start fearing he didn't want her and would turn into a weeping mess. And how could she honestly expect him to dive right in where another man had been just to stop her from being stupid? Maybe if she deep cleaned herself it would be enough to allow her to hope that he re-fucked her. At the very least, she'd feel somewhat better cleansing herself from Frank, because she knew he wasn't going to wear the condoms in her pocket.
But what if that essential tool she needed for that deep cleansing wasn't in the toiletry bag of hers that Jake had brought with them. Of course Amanda's mind started dwelling on the fear of having to lay next to Jake with Franks...Inside of her and...
And then another part of her mind, maybe the part of her that she'd been able to heal, finally lost its temper with her in a way that Jake would never be capable of himself.
STOP IT AMANDA! JUST FUCKING STOP IT ALREADY! GET THROUGH THIS AND IF JAKE WANTS TO FUCK YOU AFTER HE WILL AND IF HE DOESN'T THAT'S FUCKING OKAY TOO BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE A FUCKED-UP HYSTERICAL BITCH OVER NOTHING AT LEAST HALF THE FUCKING TIME! JESUS FUCKING CHIRST HE ACTUALLY FUCKED YOU HIMSELF AN OUR AGO SO YOU'D BE SLOPPY FUCKING SECONDS! YES THIS IS GOING TO BE FUCKING AWFUL AND YOU'VE FUCKING KNOWN IT FOR A WHOLE FUCKING WEEK, BUT GOD FUCKING DAMNIT AMANDA THE ONLY WAY HE COULD BE ANY MORE UNDERSTANDING AND CLEAR THAT IT'S OK FOR YOU TO DO THIS AND THAT HE UNDERSTANDS WHY IS IF HE ACTUALLY HAD COME ALONG WITH YOU TONIGHT AND HELD YOUR FUCKING HAND WHILE FRANK DOES HIS BUSINESS! FUCKING FOCUS ON WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO HERE AND WHO KNOWS? MAYBE THE ENTITY WILL LET YOU CUT FRANK'S FUCKING BALLS OFF IN ADDITION TO THE OTHER THINGS ITS GOING TO GIVE YOU. YOU'RE ACTING LIKE SOME SCARED VIRGIN BUT YOU ARE FAAAAR FROM THE INNOCENT MAIDEN. JESUS CHRIST YOU DO MORE DAMAGE TO YOURSELF THAN ANYONE ELSE!
And suddenly Amanda's brain was completely quiet and her tense muscles relaxed. The doubting part of her brain was stunned into silence for now. She wasn't sure what part of her that angry voice in her head had come from, but she definitely hoped to hear from it again, because it spoke a lot of sense.
As Amanda's eyes saw the light of the Legion camp fire ahead of them, her jaw was set. She never realized it, even after, but she was as focused in that moment as she had been when she played possum in the nerve gas house with the seven other victims.
Her last thought before entering the camp was to wonder if the Entity allowed her to do what the screaming voice in her head had suggested, if she could maybe wear Frank's dick as a necklace. It would probably be small enough.