Anette looked from Blaine to Alice. "She's not<i>that</i>bad looking," she said in response to his comment. Anette let her whip hang free now, the tip of the straps laying on the ground. If they didn't do something soon, she would be forced to use it. Her eyes glanced up to the camera on the wall. It really was sick, but these were her orders and if she didn't want to end up like Alice and Blaine, she would follow them.<br/><br/>((I don't know if Alice is still in the game. If she doesn't respond, we can come up with something else, or quit. I'm down for whatevs.))