Blacktail Deer Plateau Haunting details, but you’ll get over it.

She was unsure whether she should inquire into the nature of Elixir's nightmares. She didn't want to pry into the Gamma's personal business but simultaneously, she wanted to help. "Is it about whoever hurt you?" Her voice was soft, understanding as she looked to Elixir with concerned eyes.

"I keep dreaming about those damned caves," her words seemed hollow as a furrow formed between her eyes. She could see the outline of the jagged rock teeth - like that of some monster who would eat her whole as the dark mother, Nemesis, forced her in. The damp, mildew smell still clings to her nose and she can feel the rats crawling along her skin; her heart begins to pound. She can taste Abraxas's blood on her palate and hear his deceptively soft taunts of how he was coming back for her..

"There was a time someone hurt me too," she added solemnly as she forced herself away from her memories, away from the man who had ruined her so long ago.