Chyler was sitting in the darkness for some time, but she was able to hear someone breathing. She couldn't be there alone, but at the same time she couldn't ask about anything, since she was gagged. She blinked, but that didn't help anyway… what the hell happened?
She could remember talking to Machonto. Him confirming her and Raquette's suspicions. Then she just followed his words to the place, and…
Aw, shitsticks, probably she wasn't careful enough. She should have known better.
She tried to yank out of the duct tape that stuck her to the chair, but it was too tight for her to keep on trying without getting exhausted faster than it was worth it.
Toussaint had the impression that hours were passing, whoever was there with her was having fun observing her. And she was helpless. No phone, no GPS, nothing. God, where the hell did she have her brain?!
