"Oui, she will." Fancy lead Dr. Carre up the back stairs and into the young girl's bedroom. It was dark inside, and Fancy left Dr. Carre standing in the doorway and went to turn on the bedside lamp. The girl was blond, not more than twenty years of age, and awake. She lay on her side and looked up at Fancy with frightened eyes. Fancy laid her hand on the girl's head for a brief moment before straightening up and turning to Dr. Carre.