Interesting . . . her actions against you were quite harsher than mine. Maybe you made her angry?

As for me, I waited until she let me see what she was working on - it was a picture of myself falling down the stairs with her watching. Quite poorly done, if you ask me - don't they teach art in school these days? At any rate, I asked her if she would allow me to draw a little something of my own, which she agreed to. I drew that figure of the girl they found in Westport, upon which she brainwashed me into ripping it up and falling down the stairs.