Now she couldn't wiggle even a finger! But.Now she couldn't wiggle even a finger! But... she flexed her muscles again, breathing slowly to calm her self. Okay, she could feel her muscles flex, she wasn't paralyzed. She took the freedom of movement in her head as a good sign as well, and slowly realized she was in no immediate danger. She heard some scratches and a click and then heard the door open. Well, she thought, I'm not in any of Mandy's helmets- she usually either uses the ones with ear pads or puts plugs in my ears- I would never have heard that noise. Something brushed her head. She remembered that Mandy had removed her wig. The stranger had seen her bald! Even after almost a year without hair, she still felt a twinge of embarassment at the thought of a stranger seeing her without hair. "I think you're awake, aren't you?" A familiar male voice asked. She "um-hmmed" through the gag. "This is Mr. Dodds again, Flora. You mustn't be afraid, there is nothing to worry about. I'll take good care of you, and in due course, I'll let you out. Now, if I remove your helmet, will you be a good girl and have something to eat?" She thought that feeding one's prisoners didn't conform to the usual model for axe-murderer, so she grunted "Um-hm" again. Shortly, he had removed her mask. |