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Chapter 2: Jenna Flees

Abby woke to the sound of Jenna's scream. Abby sighed she was very tired of being woke by Jenna nearly every night. You see Jenna like Connor was not adjusting well to their new life. Abby would wake to her daughters screams, for the first few nights she would rush to her daughter's aid and find her scrunched up on the floor rocking back and forth and sobbing her little heart out. Jenna said she couldn't get used to being here, and away from her old life. Like Connor she would relive her worst memories behind her closed lids.

Abby waited a few minutes but when the screams didn't cease, she swung her legs off the bed, grabbing her dressing gown and slipping her cold feet into her warm, pink, fuzzy slippers she left to calm her daughter.

She didn't bother to knock as she entered Jenna's territory. The sight broke the young woman's heart. Her tiny child was leaning over the side of her bed and retching, her eyes still closed and a look of terror on her frail face. This was the worse Abby had seen Jenna and she couldn't stand it

'Jenna!' her voice cracked out of deep despair.

Jenna just looked up into her mother's sad eyes with tears threatening to break loose.

'Abby?' her voice was shaking like the rest of her body.

Abby shook her head and whispered 'what's the matter darling?'

'Abby, I … I think I'm going mad!'

Abby was shocked, was shocked, what in gods name would make her think that.

'Of course no. you're just exhausted,' she soothed walking towards the still shaking Jenna. Reaching out to comfort her she said 'What would make you say such a thing?' But Jenna just jumped out of her mothers reach, crying and screaming 'No, you don't understand.

Abby was dumb founded, unable to speak her moth just hung open.

J-Jenna. What has gotten into you?' she was slightly scared now. Jenna was pacing the room, still muttering and fidgeting nervously. She took no notice of her mother's worried tone; she shook her head still muttering.

Abby noticed something peaking out of Jenna's nightshirt. She got of her bed and quietly sneaked up behind her and grabbed her arm. Jenna protested to her mother's grip she started to scream and withering in her arms. But Abby didn't let go, she tightened her grip and dragged a still screaming Jenna back to the bed. Pushing her down Abby raised her sleeve to find a cotton bud taped to her shoulder just like they do in a clinic after getting an injection. Abby gasped horrified and said 'Jenna! Did you get an injection?'

She nodded still not meeting Abby's gaze.

'Jenna, Jenna, look at me'. Her voice became stern and loud, Jenna had no choice but to look at her.

She took a deep breath and started her story.

'Just before you arrived at the manor, Jerry injected something into my arm while I was asleep. The next morning he told me what he had done and that it was very important, and that it would help him and the woman to accomplish their mission. He also said eventually it would drive me into madness. It was the next few days it started to kick in, I felt very weird, sick, tired and a tickly feeling in my stomach. Then one night I had a dream, I was walking down a bright corridor with cell doors on each side of the doors, I heard voices in one room, it was yours and Jerry's. It freaked me out so I made myself run, I ran up a flight of steps then the dream changed. I was sitting in a chair and staring at a figure bleeding in the middle of the floor. It was Connor; he was so very pale and filthy and filthy. There was blood everywhere and a knife shoved in his side'.

Abby gasped, Jenna had dreamt the day Connor nearly died before it had happened. Jenna continued as if nothing had changed, 'Then the scene changed again. You were there cradling him in your arms sobbing and clutching your heart. You were whispering something that I couldn't here, he tried to answer but every time he opened his mouth blood poured out and then he touched your face and you started to scream as he went limp in your arms'. Tears had broken the barrier on both there faces as she continued. 'That's when I woke after you started screaming, as if I was asleep there and you woke me. The dreams continued but the next night was different it was of you arriving at the mansion and then it was Jeffrey attacking me. But tonight it was Connor lying dead on the floor again and you never came to rescue him, never. Abby I'm scared, I…I don't know what to do. I know I'm seeing the future in my dreams'. She finished her story with a long shuddering breath.

'Jenna,' Abby said softly pulling her sobbing child into a hug 'It was just the same dream as the first'.

Jenna shook her head starting to get frustrated.

'No Abby it wasn't,' she sobbed trying to calm her voice. 'Connor was lying on a carpeted floor in a bedroom. Your bedroom'.

It was Abby's turn to shake her head. 'No, no Jenna dear you were just dreaming'. But she knew perfectly aware that Jenna wasn't dreaming and so did Jenna.

'He said you wouldn't believe me'. She screamed tearing her self out of her mother's tight grip. Grabbing a rucksack that was sitting behind the open door she ran down the stairs cursing her mother at the top of her voice. Abby ran after her screaming for Connor to help her as she heard the front door slam shut. Abby reached the door just as Connor thundered down the stairs pulling on his star wars dressing gown. She yanked the door open and ran down the street calling for their little girl to come back to them but Jenna was nowhere to be seen.

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