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The camera glides over the grass of a small town neighborhood, down a freshly built lane. Inside a small town house, Amy Lyon is washing off in the shower while long time lover Del Newton sits on the seat of the toilet arguing, “Then why shouldn’t we get married?” “Because it wouldn’t be right for us.” responds Amy. Amy is resistant to the idea of marriage because she fears the media may put their faces on the news and use their union as fodder for the public eye.
Mid-conversation, Del fails to respond to a hurtful accusation from Amy. Peaking around the curtain, Amy looks at an empty room with the door left ajar. Concerned that her comments have went too far, she shuts off the water and wraps a towel around her soaking body. A small cloud of steam lofts out of the door as Amy opens it to enter the hallway. Del isn’t there. A familiar creak of the wood floor in the bedroom prompts Amy to walk further, apologies softly pouring from her lips. With no response, Amy pushes open the bedroom door to find Del bound and gagged to the mahogany bed post, tears edged in black eyeliner streaming from her wide eyes.
Amy runs to save her lover when her body convulses below her. The door slams shut behind her as her body falls to the floor at the touch of a taser. Fists follow, coming at her until she is limp on the floor, watching the blood from her nose and mouth form a puddle in front of her face. Flashes of movement and screams go in and out of Amy’s consciousness until there is a pounding blank.
The next morning, Amy is found on the bed room floor unconscious and bound. She’s been harshly beaten and is rushed to the hospital. Del is found on the bed dead. Parts of her body have been lopped off either entirely or partially. The nails of her fingers have been removed with the exception of the left ring finger, which was the finger found by the landscaper. Her hair has been chopped off. Clumps of hair remain between the pockets of hair that had been burned off.
Left alone in the world, Amy must deal with the blame and accusations of Del’s family at the funeral. She now sleeps on the couch whenever she can force herself to sleep. The bed upstairs has been stripped by the officials but the blood stained mattress remains. Distracted at her work as a doctor in another hospital, Amy is asked to take a “vacation” until further notice out of concern for her well being. She’ll be notified when they’re ready to take her back.
Amy develops depression driving her to thoughts of suicide as she stands at the ledge of a hospital rooftop. As she is in turmoil at the edge, long time friend and fellow doctor Ryan Pierce finds her and is her saving grace. Embracing her resolution to live, she wraps her arms around her last friend. Suddenly, Ryan turns her away and covers her face with a chloroform soaked cloth.
Amy awakes, arms bound behind her, on the cold tile floor of a small rundown surgical room. Ryan is seated patiently on a swiveling stool. He goes on to explain how he designed this small room after a facility he’d been in as at child where he had received shock therapy. His parents had found him too effeminate as a child and feared that he may be abnormal. He was sent to the facility where Amy assisted the doctor leading the program. Even though the procedures were beyond painful, Amy cared for him and genuinely wanted to help. Years later Ryan had become obsessed with her kindness in this sterile dungeon. When he sought Amy later in life, he found her in a lesbian relationship. Out of disgust, jealousy, and hate, Ryan mutilated and killed Del. Now, he wanted to help Amy make the same realizations about sexuality that she had shown him years ago. He wanted to make her “normal.”
Fighting him as he lifts her to the chair, Amy grabs hold of a miniature pair of scissors. She furiously starts to snip at the rag binding her wrists. “Oh I’m afraid you’re up too early.” Ryan coos, “I’ll have to put you under.” He throws her back to the floor and reaches for the chloroform. Before he pulls a cloth from his pocket Amy charges at Ryan and knocks him down. She kicks him repeatedly until she’s sure he’s disabled. Hands still bound Amy makes a break out the door. Bright lights shine out of white rooms as Amy runs down the hall. Curious faces pop out of the doors. Two men begin to chase her as other ahead of her catch on and pursue her as well. Unable to escape Amy begins to scream under their suppression but they continue to restrain her. Ryan appears from the corner of Amy’s vision with a syringe in hand. “Don’t be scared, you’re sick and we’re going to cure you.” He says as Amy is drugged and drifts until she is utterly still.
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