Katie heard the click of the lock on the door and her heart sunk.  Eyes darting between Oli and Jeb, she listened to them converse about her and the Doctor.<br/><br/><em>T...t..take off our clothes...?</em><br/><br/>Katie was shaking from fear.  As much as she didn't want to believe it, she knew that they were going to do horrible, horrible things to her.  She watched as they played that silly, childish 'pick-and-choose' game.  It was as if they were mocking her, making as though she and the Doctor were simple playthings.  Perhaps in the eyes of Oli and Jeb, that was exactly what they were.  She held her breath as Jeb's finger went back and forth, finally landing on the Doctor.  Katie felt a sense of relief that it wasn't she who was picked, then a pang of guilt for feeling that way while the Doctor was right there.<br/><br/><em>If they're distracted, then I could get away...I could run away and get help...</em><br/><br/>It was as though Oli could read her mind.  Or perhaps he'd done this before and simply knew from experience what Katie would be thinking.  Katie cried out as Jeb tied her wrists to her ankles, preventing her from escaping.  Katie yelled muffled cries of anger, her eyes narrowing and her face going red.  But at the sight of the gun, which was now pointed at the Doctor's head, Katie went suddenly pale and silent with defeat.<br/><br/>