Lucy thought Simione's dilemma was over but she was very wrong. That night when she tucked the girl to sleep, Simione screamed all over for minutes because of a terrible nightmare.
"Simione!"
"No please! No please!" The sleeping girl rolled over and over on the bed. Her voice was filled with fear and panic as if some horrible monster visited her dreams.
"Simione, it's me! Simione wakes up!" Lucy, with her strength, woke the girl and when she did, she was crying again all over.
"Lucy, help me! Help me Lucy," Simione wailed restlessly. She was dreaming about the whole ordeal of her abduction—how fears, her uncertainties, her wishes of death and hopelessness. Only when the night came and her body relaxed did she realize the trauma that was brought by what she had gone through the last few months. It was horrible, specially than she had learned and saw so much in the prostitution house, things that she should have never learned and saw as an inexperienced woman.
