She still looks at him, unmoving and petulant. The longer she stands here in this circular, shiny room, the more fearful she gets. Just to be certain, she pinches the skin of her elbow. Nope. Still here.

"Oh my God, I've been kidnapped," she says, rolling her eyes to look at the ceiling and then back down at the fancy phone. She wasn't even rich anymore, how could she afford the ransom? "What's with the creepy mask?" she asks him. "As if this place wasn't scary enough."