Penny felt like curling up in the corner and crying. Her parents assumed their darling daughter was dead, and probably the majority of the city. Her throat was tight as she stared at the floor, trying to figure out what she could do. 'I have to get out of here...' she thought, watching Kevin clean the dishes out of the corner of her eye. She wriggled in her bindings, hoping they would stretch or loosen, but nothing happened other than a burning sensation on her wrists.<br/><br/>His question about a shower put her off at first, but as she thought about it, it was something she could do with. Giving him a nod, she prayed to whatever gods were listening that there was something she could use in the bathroom to aid in her escape.