Jude woke up with a horrible headache, dehydrated, and disoriented. She was lying on the floor, not sure where she was. Looking around the room from floor level, nothing seemed recognizable. She tried to lift her head and then realized her hands and legs were bound. She was trying her best to remember how she got to where she was but it wasn't making sense.

She called out, "Help! Is anybody out there, I need help? Somebody please help me!"

She could hear footsteps coming her way and felt relief. Someone was coming to help her. A door opened and all she could see were legs walking towards her. The shoes the person wore looked familiar but she wasn't sure at that moment where she saw them before. She felt herself being pulled roughly up to a sitting position.

"Please help me. Please untie me. Where am I?" pleaded Jude.

Instead of this person answering her questions, she felt the stinging pain of being slapped across the face. She was stunned. What was going on? Who was this person, why was she there, and being treated like this?

Nothing was said to her as the person got up and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind them. Jude was shaking, trying to get herself under control. She tried with all her might to free her hands and legs from the binds but they were tied too tightly. As much as she struggled, she could not free herself. The door to the room she was in opened again and in walked the same shoes. Now she remembered where she had seen those shoes before. They were the shoes that the patients in Briarcliff wore. Who was this person? What was going on?

The person knelt down to her level and whoever it was wore a ski mask. Just the eyes and mouth were cut out. Even with this disguise on, Jude had an idea who it was. The person she suspected had a distinct odor and she remembered that odor when she was back at Briarcliff. Thinking she might know who was holding her captive did not bring any comfort to her. If it was who she thought it was, she was in big trouble.

Timothy sat at the table, looking through photographs of staff members and residents that were on Fantasy Island. He wasn't recognizing any of the photos but he knew he had to be patient and keep looking at them. Mr. Roarke came into the room and he sat across from Timothy.

"Do you recognize anyone yet?" Roarke asked Timothy.

"Not yet. I probably won't after all you said you conducted a through background investigation on your employees. It could be a guest for all we know? Have the police had any luck with their investigation?" Timothy asked.

"As a matter of fact, the police were able to find footprints in the ground by your cottage, right near the window where the screen was removed. The shoe size from the print was a size 13 so it looks like a male was there recently. If it had rained, the print would have washed away so it might be a lucky break but it also could be unrelated.

Timothy nodded and focused back on looking through the files of employees. He was thinking this was useless. If Jude was abducted, it could have been by a total stranger or by someone he didn't know but she may have. They had so little contact with anyone on the island and they were on a remote part, it didn't make any sense. Why would someone take her, if that is what happened, and Timothy believed that was most likely the case?

"Can I bring you a sandwich Monsignor? I am sure you haven't eaten all day?" asked Roarke.

"I'm not hungry but thank you" answered Timothy.

"You need to keep up your strength" replied Roarke.

"So does Jude, who knows if she has eaten or what condition she is in?" responded Timothy. He felt like crying but couldn't, at least not in front of Roarke. He had to be strong, strong for Jude. He had to do everything he could to find her. Why didn't he insist that she come to dinner with them the other night? Why didn't he just come out and admit to her that he enjoyed their intimate acts together? It gave him reason to question his career choice. Instead they argued, the last night he saw her they fought and went to bed angry at one another. And now, she was gone.

He took a hold of the next file. The employees name was Luis Enriquez and right before he was to open up the folder, Roarke placed a plate that held a sandwich along with a can of coke on the table. Timothy looked up at Roarke and smiled. He was hungry and Roarke was right. If he was to help Jude, he did need his strength. Putting the folder back down, he lifted up the sandwich towards his mouth and took a bite. He didn't realize how hungry he was until he swallowed the first bite.

"Perhaps we should soon take you back to the cottage incase someone tries to contact you there regarding Jude?" Roarke stated.

"What do you mean contact me regarding Jude? Do you mean as a ransom demand?" asked Timothy.

"Most likely not but you never know. Some people may feel the Catholic Church has endless resources and hold one of their own captive? Stranger things have happened" Roarke explained.

"Ok let me just finish up here looking at these photos to see if I can recognize anyone"

"Why am I here? What is it that you want? You know they are going to find me and when they do you are in big trouble?" Jude was trying to get her abductor to speak so she could hear the voice and confirm her suspicions. It wasn't working.

Her keeper knew what she was up to and wasn't giving in. He wanted to play mental games with her. He wanted to terrorize her as much as he could. He had plenty of time as he was careful and covered his tracks. No one would find them, not until he was ready for them to and by that time, Sister Judy Martin would be no more.

"You know people are looking for me. It is only a matter of time. I bet my picture is in the newspaper so people are on the lookout for me. Whatever you have done in the past is just that, the past. It isn't too late for you to let me go and for you to flee to safety. You can even get a head start. Leave me here and I promise that I will not call out for help or do anything for one hour. That should give you a good head start. I've never seen your face so I can't even identify you.

"Shut up! Shut your pie hole. If you say one more word, I will gag you. I cannot stand to hear you talk and I don't want to hear your voice ever again!"

Jude was sure of whom it was now as she could never forget that voice. Her heart raced knowing for sure who she was dealing with and how grave her situation really was. There was no reasoning with this person. He was unbalanced and extremely dangerous. At first she was hopeful that she would be found but now she wasn't as sure as this person was very cunning and dangerous. Jude knew it was a matter of time until she would be killed. She just hoped it would be quick and painless.

"You're right to be fearful sister! Your days are numbered and down to hours now. And it isn't going to be a quick painless death. No, not for you. It is going to be a slow, painful, and I am going to so enjoy torturing you.

Her abductor left the room, again leaving her alone. Jude tried her best to look around and see if there was anything she could use to free her hands. She thought she could hear the ocean not far away and figured she was someplace near the water. Even if she was able to free her hands, she wouldn't know where to run to. She was just hoping that Timothy was looking for her.

Timothy finished his sandwich and thanked Roarke again for bringing him something to eat and drink. He did feel better and more alert. Back to work he went and he picked up the next file on top of the pile. Taking a sip of his coke he opened up the file and started to choke on his drink. He was motioning to Roarke to look at the one photo as he recognized that person. When he was able to catch his breath he told Roarke that they needed to find Jude now as she was in big trouble. Pointing to the photo, Timothy told Roarke this was a dangerous mental patient that escaped from the institution. It had to be him that was responsible as he had a beef with Jude. She was responsible for his strict confinement at Briarcliff.

Luis Enriquez was not a Hispanic immigrant from Mexico. He was better known in the New England area as Leigh Emerson. He was responsible for viciously killing 18 people and Jude will be number 19 if they don't find her soon.

Roarke took the file from Timothy and studied the face. He then took the file with him as he left the room, leaving Timothy alone. After a few moments, Roarke returned back in the room, the file was no longer in his possession.

"I have the police on their way over to the address we have on file for Luis. We are not sure he is there, but even if he isn't, maybe there will be some clues left behind that will help us find Jude. We have fingerprints that were lifted from the outside window of your cottage along with the shoe prints. If we can at least find the shoe, we can tie him to this crime" Roarke explained.

Timothy wasn't sure if Roarke was trying to comfort him or not but it wasn't working. He wanted to punch Roarke in the face. He preached how safe and crime free his island was and about his thorough background checks on his people. None of it appeared true. Timothy didn't want Jude to be an example of Roarke's flaws. He knew how dangerous Emerson could be. He was a true sociopath. He was able to escape Briarcliff and on the run for months. As much as he needed to be caught and put back behind bars, Timothy was praying that Jude wouldn't pay the ultimate price before his capture and arrest.

It was a matter of minutes for the police to arrive at the address they had for Luis Enriquez. They surrounded his apartment, making sure all exits were covered, and knocked on the door. No one answered. They banged on the door again and told Luis to come out with his hands up, still no response. One of the officers kicked open the front door and two policemen entered with weapons drawn. They both emerged, weapons lowered, as there was no sight of Luis. A detective entered the premises to try to find a shoe that would match the prints they found in the ground along with any other clues that would lead them to Jude's whereabouts.

Now no one knew where to look for Emerson as he didn't have any family members around and they weren't sure if anyone would know of his whereabouts. He could be anywhere on the island. If they were to find Jude alive and unharmed it would have to be soon. Time was not on their side.