Mindy heard a different voice and opened her eyes to see who it was. The drugs were wearing off, and she looked around before replying, "The other man said something about a training class. That's all I know. Where am I? They didn't mention a training class to me at work. Who are you? Why are my legs and wrists taped? What's going on here?!?" Her voice took on a tone of urgency and fear. None of what had happened had made sense. Had she got drunk on a glass of wine and ended up here? She had many questions but few answers.<br/><br/>She looked at the man, unsure if would help her or not.