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Elijah finally left. My body is aching. I don't know how much more blood loss I can actually endure. Again after an hour Daniel comes in. I must admit I am actually starting to like him a little, he is the only ray of sunshine in this extremely dismal place. He seems nice enough and he is gentle, he looks away every time he has to stand with Elijah and I know that he is sneaking food and drink in here, otherwise he wouldn’t look so nervous and tell me about Elijah’s movements each time, if he is around Daniel pretty much shoves the food down my throat, if he is gone it is more relaxed and I can take my time.. "You know you are going to have to give him what he wants?" "Daniel, you know that I will never do that." "How long do you think he is going to keep going like this? You know he