Ellie hoped to God no one ever would. Ellsa wouldn’t be able to live with the fact she’d been under the control of an obsessed psycho and had killed several people because of it. “Well, you are here now and we can do those things together.”
Ellie jumped, but Ellsa didn’t. She’d almost knocked the pan off the burner.
Ellsa laughed almost doubling over, “You okay?”
“I will be when my heart drops from my throat,” she jumped again but not as bad as the first time, when DJ screamed again, louder, “So you guys play marco polo in the mornings till he finds you?”