"Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode.
"Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me.
"What do you need?" Dad asks
"A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again.
"Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something...
"Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her as I speed out of the garage and into the highways, thankful that there's no traffic. 
Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. 
I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. 
Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently.

Insight On Mai Diary

Minutes pass by before the knocking from the door stopped. It's now quiet save for the sound of dripping water somewhere down in the basement. I gather myself from the ground and start pacing around the room. There has to be something I can do, right? 


It's should be illegal for anyone to feel this helpless. 


Seconds turns into minutes and minutes turns into whatever it turns into. Just as I'm about to resign to faith, I hear the clinging of chains behind me. Startled, I turn around to find a wide awake Blair. 


"Great. The doesn't look or smell like limbo." 


"Blair. Oh my God. I was almost certain you were dead." I rush to her. Too scared to touch her, I stand a few inches from her. 


"Yeah, me too." She says like she really means it. Like she really wants to be dead. 


"What are you doing here?" She asks casually, like she's talking about the weather. 


Chapter Thirty