Cold fingers gripped Jessica's throat suddenly in a stranglehold as Wanda's eyes opened and stared up at her. But that wasn't Wanda looking up at her, grinning manically with black eyes and a vice grip. The thing wearing Wanda's skin hissed at her and then laughed, low and awful. "Jessss, you're so sweet to her, you poor broken thing." The monster sat up slowly, taunting her in her best friend's voice. "Do you love her? Do you even know how to love?." Wanda's fingernails dug into Jessica's flesh. "Do you really think she cares about you? Does anyone? She's using you. Everyone's just using you. It's all you've ever been good for. It's what you were born for."