Mina was making her way to the stairs when she spotted someone moving a few rooms away from her. She stopped dead as the figure disappeared through a door. She couldn't hear their thoughts. At that distance she should have been able to pick up something, even the most resistance people she'd met couldn't hide their thoughts completely from her. Slowly she crept after them and stood in the doorway to the room. Still no thoughts. By the time she took in the person standing there, she was terrified. For most of her life her power of hearing thoughts had acted as a comfort blanket. She knew what people were thinking, what people were like, what they'd do next. She was never in any danger because before anything happened, she'd know. If Mina couldn't find anyone's thoughts...then she couldn't stop them either.

The person in the room happened to be Drake and the only reason Mina knew that was because she'd seen pictures of him in Caine's and Diana's thoughts. He would have looked normal if it hadn't been for that arm. That whip. Mina knew what he was capable of...what pain. Because any thoughts that she'd heard about Drake were full of fear. Before Mina could make a quick exit Drake turned around to look at her. "Who are you?" He said, suspiciously.

"You must be Drake." Said Mina, her voice only trembling a little.

"You didn't answer my question." Said Drake in a low voice. Mina couldn't predict what he was going to do and where the line was with him. Was there even a line? Had she already overstepped it? Caine was easy compared to this. "Caine's looking for you." Said Mina, her voice a whole octave higher than it usually was. Drake frowned at this and said "answer the question."

"My name is Mina." Said Mina a little too quickly. Wrong thing to say. Drake smiled, making him look more like a shark than he had before. His eyes glinted. No way could anybody trust those eyes. "Come here, Mina," he purred "come closer, I can't see you. It's a little gloomy in here."

"I-" began Mina, starting to turn.

Drake's smile dropped off his face and he cracked his whip. "I'm not asking anymore. Come here!" I must be going mad, thought Mina, I'm taking orders from this psychopath. But what choice did she have? Mina was a fish out of water. Her only strength...gone. She was stood face to face with Drake now, the silence killing her. Only the sound of her shaky breathing could be heard in the whole room. Drake's thoughts were nothing. They stayed inside his head. Invisible to Mina. This must be what it feels like to go deaf, thought Mina. Then she felt something...something tightening around her shoulders. It felt like a snake...but there were no thoughts of a snake in her mind. Stop stalling, Mina. You know what it is. Now start to think of a way to get out of this. "Right," Said Drake and then it hit her.

Mina jerked back, the whip sliding off her shoulders. She didn't hear what else Drake had to say because she was too busy keeping Drake's thoughts under control. A torrent of disturbing images, memories and sounds came into her mind. It was worse than Caine's nightmare, that was for sure. So...this was the mind of a sadist. The worst thing was...accompanied by each of the images of pain and torture there was happiness...delight. You can't have slaughter without laughter. And laughter there was. A cruel, horrible mocking laughter that rang through the chambers of Mina's mind. Mina shrieked and fell against the wall, shutting down Drake's mind with as much power as she could. He collapsed on the floor at almost the same time she did. The only difference was that Drake was sleeping and Mina was wide awake. She sat in the corner of the almost bare room and sobbed her heart out.

After around an hour, Caine was pacing up and down impatiently. Mina had said she'd go to town, so where was she? Caine suppressed a sigh as Diana walked into the kitchen. "Well?" He said.

"She's not in her room." Said Diana.

"Well where is she? We should never have trusted her..."

"You're not doing very well, are you Caine? Losing people like this. It's terrible. First Drake and now Mina. Next thing you know, I'll be gone." Diana said this as a joke but Caine looked up at her and said "shut up, Diana. This is the last thing I need right now." Diana didn't say anything and after a few moments Caine said more quietly "I'd never lose you."

Diana just about stopped herself from rolling her eyes and said "never mind, Caine." Putting an arm around his shoulders "in the end, if everyone else disappears, it'll just be me and you. I'm fated to walk by your side until-"

Caine shook her off and said "until, what? You get sick of me?" Diana, again, didn't say anything. "Come, on. We're going to look for Mina."

"Where?"

"If I knew where we wouldn't be looking." Growled Caine. "You go and look upstairs again, I'll stay down here." It didn't take Caine that long to find the room where both Drake and Mina were. When he walked in, he wasn't quite sure what to make of the scene in front of him. Drake was curled up in the middle of the floor, sound asleep, his breathing heavy and regular. Then, in the corner, there was Mina shivering, having used up all her tears a while ago. She hadn't the strength to keep crying. "Mina?" Said Caine, not angrily...just a hint of confusion in his tone. She looked up, her eyes a little pink around the edges but she didn't look at Caine. She didn't look past him. She looked at something that wasn't there. Just staring. Staring right through everything. Caine stepped over Drake and went to kneel next to Mina. "Mina...what happened?" She looked at him this time, her eyes actually registered him and his face and then, after a few moments, who he was. He voice was weak when she spoke, her words a little shaky and her eyes were haunted. "I've never felt so helpless before. Never in my life have I been so lost." She paused "that's what you get for messing with the mind of a sadist."