Trudy and Aponi
Trudy winced at the tighter grip, glaring at the thing again. "They're not just voices. They're there. They're real. They....you don't understand. They can not be stopped." She tried to get away from the grip but it was too strong. The voices grew even louder and Trudy hissed as a deep purple hand print appeared on her cheek. "I have to go."