She felt something happening inside her....that was plain...but...
Slowly she began to see strange images...ideas thoughts...what she would like to do...to have....it reminded her of another person...another identity she used to have...Malce....just not as murderous.....the images flowed over....washed over.....Slowly she was becoming lost in these images....Little by little until....She returned to the groups headquarters...remembering little of the place she had been....
Without thinking she looked over the costume she wore while dominated by Malice....then turned and looked....