It was maybe a couple hours later, and by that point, Buffy had been moved into a specially prepared small warehouse. The demon had spent the last few days getting the place ready, and had used what Faith knew of the apartment's residents-though there wasn't much. She had put up a few spells and symbols for warding and hiding, and reinforced the walls with lead. It didn't need to last forever, just last a few days.
Brand new chains had been installed, and it was there that the demons placed the Slayer, before leaving. The one that remained stood over her for a long moment, then smirked, leaning down as she drew out the dagger Buffy had given Faith for Christmas. She reached out and drew it along the Slayer's cheek to get her to wake up.