Penny was beginning to doze, exhaustion was kicking in. After all, I was close to midnight. However when the car pulled to a stop, she was very much alert. She could hear the passenger door open and two hands took hold of her, making her stiffen. Manhandling was not something she enjoyed. She was pressed close to someone's chest as she was carried around, she could even hear his heartbeat. It was oddly calm for someone who just kidnapped her.<br/><br/>She let out a muffled grunt when she felt herself land on a piece of furniture. The gag was untied and she spat out the thoroughly spitsoaked wad of cloth onto the floor. She could smell alcohol and felt the couch cushions indent as her captor sat down and turned on the TV. "Look... I don't know who you are, or where I am right now, but seriously LET ME GO!" she spoke firmly, trying to turn her head towards him, but he hadn't untied the cloth around her eyes.