Blood was shown trickling down from the nails, under her arms. She had drawn her hairless labia, uncovered, so as to show her humilation and pain. Her... feet were shown standing tiptoe upon a spike driven into the cross.Melissa had just gone to bed, and was wearing a pajama bottom, and a T shirt, when Father O'Neil came into her room and awoke her. "Please come with me, Melissa". She followed Father O'Neil, to the Orphanage office. Inside was Father Sulivan waiting. Father Sulivan had her sketch. The fact of the matter was, if she didn’t stop, if she tried to escape, Dom would probably have to handle it. That wasn’t good at all - the oaf was entirely capable of snapping the bitch’s neck if he got scared. He was like a fucking bull. Good to plow the field, but a fucking disaster when he felt cornered. He realized that there would be certain measures he would have to take to get her to behave. He, of course, had a few things in mind, but he would have to keep Chad out of the know. . I finished up in the first classroom, then moved back up the hall towards Kes, and set up more instruments in a classroom two rooms up from the first. I was bent over fiddling with a camera, when It spoke to me."What a lovely young lady you are," a mellifluous voice said.I looked up, to see a handsome man of about 30 or so lounging in the doorway of the classroom, a grin on his face."Who are you?" I asked. "This is a 'No Trespassing' area." Yes, I know," he said. "Who do you think made it so?". " My car is gone, so we at least know they went somewhere in the car."A note of alarm crept into her tone as she spoke. "Do you think they might have had an accident, Pete?" We would have been notified by now, Cindy. I know that Mary carries plenty of identification in her purse when she goes somewhere." So does Mark. At least, I think he does. Maybe we'd better call the hospitals, Pete. What do you think?" Tell you what," he said to reassure her. "I'll call the hospitals and then call you.