Arriving back at the house she parked her car at the rear, that way she could drag Sarah straight from the car into the house through the kitchen door and then to her office where the access to the cellar was.

She had gotten stronger both physically and mentally over time but by the time she had dragged Sarah into the cellar she was panting heavily and her limbs ached. Happily the cellar still held remnants from its past as a clinic, one such remnant was a body trolley. With loud grunts of exertion she hauled Sarahs unconscious form onto the trolley and attached her quickly.



Her 'guest' was beginning to come round from the drug.

"Whats going on here? Where am I? Do you have any idea who you're dealing with? I'll see you rot in prison for this." Sarahs tone was stronger than Elinor had expected, no trace whatsoever of fear of the unknown.

Elinor smiled.
"Whats going on here? Payback for a cruel trick played on a young girl. You're where you left me so many years ago. Yes Sarah I know who you are, and who you were and in all these years you have not changed one bit."

Sarah looked at Elinor as closely as she could.
"Who the hell are you?"

Elinor approached with a second syringe of the drug, the needle glinting in the light. She had preparations to finish for the sacrifice, this dose would knock Sarah out once more but for a much shorter period of time.

Looking down at Sarah she answered her question.

"Now I am Ms Wincham, Mistress of Calstone House. But once, so long ago when you knew me I was Elinor Maxwell."

Sarah watched the needle enter her flesh.
"Elinor Maxwell? Who the hell is that?"

Elinor felt the rage build in her veins, Sarah had no idea how much she would suffer for her ignorance...