Before I realized my mistake, I involuntarily uttered “AYUSHI” with little more than normal tone, which echoed through the lab as if some empty gl...ss beaker broken into pieces.As I moved towards her, she got terrified with my voice and lost her concentration and pierced the needle of the syringe she was holding in the cabinet in her left hand. As I reached to hold her she turned towards me, with shock and drowsiness in her eyes. She tried to speak something before she fell unconscious in my. From where I am, facing west, the most significant feature is Ryde Pier. The pier constructed in 1815 is the oldest pier in Britain. It is the fourth longest behind: Southend, Southport and Walton-on-Naze. It actually consists of three piers: one for the railway, another for a tramway – disused since 1969 and the busiest section which is utilised by pedestrians, cyclists and light traffic. As I hold this in my minds eye a train rumbles down the tracks. The train has two coaches and is of ex. With my body naked, visible through the clear water, I can see each and every bruise; each and every one a dark, hideous purple: the mark of a punch of hatred. No, not hatred. That implies a personal stake. I was just there.I cast my eyes to my right arm (I'd made sure to keep it out of the water; wet skin doesn't cut so easily). The old scars and the newer cuts, yet to completely heal; raised welts on the skin. My head spinning, the tears spilling down my cheeks, I cut crossways, clean. " "Good. That's a good girl." I could hear the smile in her words and felt my spirit lighten. The sleepiness vanished at the sound. "No lies, Sonia, not ever," she warned. "You know what happens if you lie to me?" "Yes," I answered dutifully, crestfallen. "You'll...let me go. Leave me alone..." I trailed off. "In a fucking second," she clarified. "I have no tolerance for bullshit, remember that. You do what I say, no questions, no hesitation. No lies." "Yes, Dana, I promise, please," I.