[Something tells her this woman might not have the answers, but she still scribbles the words on the wall anyway, hoping that at least something might come of it.
She's so scared she's been taken again, that they'll do worse than just stealing her voice, this time.]
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Ollie. I'm not hurt. Where are we? Who took me?
[Something tells her this woman might not have the answers, but she still scribbles the words on the wall anyway, hoping that at least something might come of it.
She's so scared she's been taken again, that they'll do worse than just stealing her voice, this time.]