"I can hear something, it sounds like, like chains. And sobbing. He is sobbing. I think he's being kept prisoner."
"That's good, December. Is there anything else you can tell us?"
"It's warm... I don't know how I can tell, but it just feels warm, really warm."
"That's good, December. That's enough for now. Open your eyes and focus on me. Look at me and breathe slowly. Just look at me. Is the pain fading?
December nods, "Yes, it's going, it's going."
"Excellent. Now close your eyes and rest for a while. We'll be right here."
Millicent took December's hand and held it tightly. She turned to Moira and said, "Well, I can tell you that December is going through the exact same thing I did. She has somehow developed a connection with this man."
"Do you know who or where he is?"
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