Rose
The thing that really pissed her off was that she had been cautious. She wasn't about to offer up her own ass to demons. Hell no, she wasn't taking any of them on, she was being careful, so very careful, and she annoyed James into going out with her when she needed to pick some things up. Her wand was always close, she was always so aware. Of course that wasn't going to be good enough. One minute she had been walking out of the ladies room at the mall, the next she was cold. Very cold, and laying something even colder. By the pressure around her arms and legs she knew she was in deep before she was fully conscious.
Slowly, Rose cracked open her eyelids to look around, and then her eyes went huge. She was strapped down to some sort of table, unable to move, though her mouth was free. She was already aware screaming wasn't going to do any good. Panic filled the front of her head, but she forced it back, or tried to anyway.
"Shit." she said, her head only able to move a little to get a look around. Well, dammit. So much for the theory that they were going to be alright, and that nothing was going to go wrong, that they wouldn't be targets. Because this sure as hell looked like the perfect place to torture the hell out of someone and no one would even hear it. A piece of red hair fell in her eye as she sucked in a breath, trying to make herself go as quiet as she could. Could she hear anyone else? Was anyone coming this way?
She couldn't reach her wand, but maybe, maybe, she didn't need it? She focused her attention on the ropes tying her down. Maybe she could break them.