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Tracey Davis (lacedtrace) wrote in pandorarpg,

The last thing Tracey remembered was the sudden pain from the stunning spell, before she'd blacked out. She was groggy and sore when she woke up again. She felt... stuck and stiff. When Tracey tried to move, she realized she was bound to a chair. That was what made her really wake up. Her instincts had known something was wrong, she had just been too stupid to realize it.

Tracey looked around the unfamiliar flat, and saw John waking up across the room. "John, are you alright?" she asked, getting his attention. He just nodded, to her, but Tracey could tell he was feeling the same pain she was. They had to get out of here. Tracey knew now that they were in trouble, and all the mysterious murders that had happened lately, it wasn't much to guess they were in danger.

"Let us go!" Tracey said struggling with the ropes uselessly.