A bubble of fear rose in me, and I staunchly pushed it down. I gave the cross one last, hungry look and tried to focus not on the object itself but the love in Adrian’s eyes when he’d given it to me. I turned away and walked to the other side of the room. "I have nothing to confess," I repeated. "Then you leave us no choice," said the voice. "That disappoints us and makes us very, very sad." The light went out in the box, plunging the cross- and me- into darkness. My head started to feel fuzzy, and I realized they were somehow getting that drug into my system again, dragging me back into a dreamless world. Had it been the water? One way or the other, we will purge that darkness, but if you are uncooperative, you will find the methods we must sadly resort to will be… unpleasant. "All right," I managed to say, just before I crumpled to the floor. "Let’s see what you’ve got."