She opened her eyes.

She felt herself being dragged to the direction of the kitchen.

The smell of cheap male perfume lingers in the air.

He dropped her feet; she heard the thud but she did not feel the pain that usually follows.

The man's shadow kept passing by her field of vision; he's concocting a plan and she's not brave enough to imagine what it is.

She needs to regain control of her body fast, But how? She can't even feel her legs and her arms feel heavy.

Did he drug me? Her thoughts asked.

She heard him walk out of the room; it was an opening that she had to take.

She extended her arms to reach out for something that may prove useful.

A chair.

Grabbing on to it, she was able to pull herself up into a sitting position.

Now she needs to find something she can use to defend herself.

Realizing there was none where she was, she dragged herself with the use of her arms.

The kitchen door swung open; the sound terrified her.

A sense of panic hit her and she scrambled crawling for the door.

Shards of glass were cutting through her skin with every movement.

She felt familiar hands grab her by the legs for the second time tonight.

He was dragging her back.

Desperately, she clung on to a post.

When she refused to let go, a foot pressed on her lower back and a hand pulled her by the hair.

It rattled her. He's going to break my spine she thought.

With all the strength she could muster, she used her torso to budge his foot off her and turn around so she's on her back facing her assailant.

He jump sat on her torso, knocking the air out of her.

Her legs were still unmovable.

A momentary sense of panic ensues, she gasps, chest heaving.

He had both of her arms pinned.

His face lowered beside hers, she felt his warm breath on her cheek.

"I will kill you like a fish" he whispered as he giggled menacingly.

His left hand went down her neck strangling her.

She tried to budge him off her again, but he was too strong.

A sense of helplessness made her want to cry.

You're alone and hopeless, It would be easier to give up her thoughts bartered.

She lost hold of her wakefulness.

A loud cracking sound resonated through the walls and her thoughts grew quiet.

BAU got a call, a body was found.

The victim's clothing is similar to that of the master's victims.

Jack: "Call Will Graham now."

After Jack won a debate with Dr. Bloom, BAU left Will to his own thoughts doing what he does best.

Jack Crawford waited until Will was lucid enough to discuss the profile.

"The killer is female"

"A copy cat?" Jack asked

"No, she's the original killer"

"What made you think that she's the original?" Jack sounded surprised

"She is privy to details we never made public, and details we haven't even figured out yet"

"But Anton Luminosi confessed, this may be an accomplice's failed attempt, that's why the victim was discarded" Jack reminded and suggested.

"I don't think so; I see Anton Luminosi more of an accomplice now."

"Luna Luminosi may know something about the second killer"

Get Doctor Lecter on the line; I need to verify if she's stable enough to discuss the case with us"