Oh, she heard him behind her. Barely, but she did. So when he grabbed her from behind and put the gun to her head, slamming her against the wall and demanding answers about who knew what, she had already slipped her gun arm out of his grip and had her gun pressed against his temple, breathing hard as she met his glare with her own. Her flashlight had fallen from her hand when she was attacked, so now the light shown at the opposite wall from them.<br/><br/>When he accused her of being his kidnapper, she scoffed and shook her head.<br/><br/>"You think I dragged you out of your house and kidnapped your wife? I'm half your age, more than, probably. I could barely lift your arm off me if I tried. You cunt. I don't know who you are, I don't know who dropped you in the forest and I don't know who has your wife. MaldÃ­gale, el asno. Yo no sÃ© nada." Her accent was thick and obvious as she stood, perfectly still, finger on the trigger as she breathed hard, lips set in a grim frown.<br/><br/>She swallowed, watching him, keeping her eyes on him, in her peripheral vision she could watch his finger on the trigger, while always keep her eyes on him.<br/><br/>"I don't know where I am, who took me. All I have is that flashlight, this gun, and my phone. Got a text from an unknown number, telling me I was a horrible person. I just want to find the guy who took me, and make him pay. I assume you're not him, so..." She brought her gun down away from his face and dropped it onto the ground, hands now in front of her stomach, surrender.<br/><br/>Her dark eyes never left his, unblinking as she waited.<br/><br/>She really hoped he didn't shoot her. She didn't want to have to kill two people tonight.<br/><br/>Her heart hammered roughly in her chest as memories began flooding themselves uninvited into her mind. She forced her breathing to be normal and calm, but her body was screaming for her to run, or curl up in a ball. Get away from the man. Punch him. Scream. Cry.<br/><br/>She did nothing, only stood there, her face blank and expressionless of the inner torment and insanity running through her at the moment.