[Elizabeth leans further into Robert, her arm hooking around his shoulder as though to hold herself up. She doesn't want to remember, but it's too late. She can see it again, and she can almost feel it.]
I was being tortured. Someone was sticking a pin through my eye, into my skull. He wanted me to tell him something but I-- [She shivers and grips Robert tightly. In Columbia, she had never swooned, never felt faint at the sight of blood, but she's so tired, and so afraid. She has everything to lose now.] --I didn't know what he wanted to hear.
[Action] March 25th
[Elizabeth leans further into Robert, her arm hooking around his shoulder as though to hold herself up. She doesn't want to remember, but it's too late. She can see it again, and she can almost feel it.]
I was being tortured. Someone was sticking a pin through my eye, into my skull. He wanted me to tell him something but I-- [She shivers and grips Robert tightly. In Columbia, she had never swooned, never felt faint at the sight of blood, but she's so tired, and so afraid. She has everything to lose now.] --I didn't know what he wanted to hear.