Cost of Living on the Edge

Hag is gone. I feel alone.

I feel trapped. Why do I feel trapped? I'm not trapped. He wouldn't restrain me like this. Where's the girl who lived?! I survived, damn it! And I didn't survive to become someone's pet, someone's doll! Someone who's never even THERE!

He's never around when I need him, or even just want him there. And to bring us all the way out here like this? He had reason. To keep me here, hidden? Why?

How did I fall to this? How did someone who was practically a living symbol of freedom... Turn into this? I have fallen so far... And there is no hope of rising to the heights I once climbed.

I can see it now. She and I are one in the same. Burned out in the club, and don't know what to do with ourselves.

Mistress Myth.