Tracey's breath came out in pants when the curse finally subsided. She was crying now. She was in pain, and what this woman was telling her was making her realize they were doomed. "No I can't," she said with a sob.
She looked over at John, seeing the pained expression on his face. If only she could get free. Either one of them. It was two against one... but it was no use. They were trapped. Could they wait it out? Till someone realized they were missing and came looking for them. Or would they have already been driven crazy with the torture.
"Please. I'll do anything," she pleaded. "Kill me instead." That immediately received a protest from John, but Tracey didn't care. She didn't want to die, but she couldn't kill her brother. He was her only real family.