Ella was bawling now, fighting with all her might. She couldn’t breathe! Something was reaching for her in the dark! She ripped the blindfold off and met Paige’s eyes. How could she do this to her?
“Aren’t you tired from all that running around?” Paige whispered. Ella was tired although she continued to fight, but with every second that passed she felt weaker and weaker. Despite the adrenaline, she knew she couldn’t win. Ella slumped against Paige’s hands and cried.
“Let me up!” Ella pleaded.
“I’m sorry, Ella, but I can’t let you up yet, but good job on using your words. Heather says you don’t talk much.”
“You’ve gotten farther than I have.” Heather said coming from the hallway. “Any luck?”
“No, she’s too uptight. Something in here definitely has her freaked out. Would you mind turning on the faucet? Maybe that will help. I think she’ll bolt if I let go.”