She had her "way out" well in hand, should "being me", become too much for her.I know that would read to some as redundant, but I was trying to help h...r with her mental demons, yet be the Demonmaster for her, and to her. A tightrope act, if you will.With all of this running through my head, I missed hearing the shower stop running. In fact, I actually jumped a bit when her voice came from the hallway."I am ready, Sir." She then vanished quickly into the bedroom.I gave her a minute to get into. My elder sister again asked her repeated question that many times i go to mom bed room in night why.I asked my sister , what she feel about this ,she told she knows but she wanted to ask me then I told her I will tell but dont tell to any body, she promised that to me.then i explained all the situation and thing to my elder sister.I told my sister that if i didnot satisfied my mom the some times she may go out side with some one.sister realised the situation and again she smiled at me and told. For the first time since this started, I was able to stop holding her down and move off the top of her. All I needed to do now was rest my hand on her chest and keep one leg over hers. Maybe two hours later, she was asleep.I got a bit scared when people rushed into the room, reached into the tank, grabbed her head, and shoved tubes down her throat into her stomach. A full-face mask went on that began circulating the same fluid from this tank. She got a catheter and a long sort of tubing pushed. Whatever you choose to do the only choice that would bedefinitely negative would be to ignore its presence in your life."They talked about it for the rest of the session. Jenny didn't feel likeembracing any part of this bit of herself in the sense of a relationshipwith others, but she also still was feeling the aftereffects of the dreameven now and she found wanting to explore that aspect of herself a moretempting prospect now than it had been.