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Last time, Simon fled the room when he couldn't take anymore of Faith's screaming and pushed his brother out into the hallway.
Hector’s face was white, but Simon stood staring at the frosted, grey glass door, one hand braced against the metal rails. The echos of her shrieks were still ringing through his ears, cutting through the veins and shredding the meat of his brain. After five days he had yet to meet a person in that room, only an empty shell or a raging squall, and each time he was stunned at how quickly she swung between the two extremes.
“This isn’t working, Simon, she’s just getting worse. What will we do? The madam said - ”