Dianne lay on a stretcher. Her hands and legs were still handcuffed; her mouth gagged, the only difference was now she was strapped to a stretcher. She could not move Dianne's head ached tremendously. She thought that she was going to die. While pretending to be out cold, she felt her kidnapper stitch her head back up. The kidnapper then blindfolded her, before leaving. Dianne was now defenseless and frightened. The kidnapper then came back and stuck a needle in her arm; She was out cold.
She couldn't do anything. Her eyes were too heavy to open. Her whole body felt so heavy. She wanted to scream out, but couldn't. The worst was having to hear her friends say goodbye. She could hear Donna crying while placing her hand on hers. She was beginning to recover; she knew it. Finally, what she had been waiting for, she moved her pinky finger.
Donna jumped. "Oh my God!" Donna shouted. " She moved her finger." Donna gasped. " No, Donna it was just a reflex," the kidnapper said. " Oh, I didn't know, Doctor.