<em>Back at the party:</em><br/><br/>The big man with the slicked back hair drapes a beefy arm about Bridgit's shoulders.<em>"Come with me darlin'."</em><br/><br/>He steers her out through a side entrance behind the stage.  The soft jazz sounds and melodic voice of Tessa fade away and Bridgit is met with the slap of ice cold wintery air.  They are in a back alley of sorts and only shadowy figures can be made out - perhaps two other men enveloped in fog like car exhaust.  Suddenly the headlights flick on and the alley way is illuminated to the main straight several yards to the left.  Revelers can be heard muted by the softly fallen snow.<br/><br/>(http://www.deviantart.com/download/119786718/It__s_not_a_dark_alley_way____by_yokie44.jpg)<br/><br/>Before she has a chance to wrap her arms about herself to ward off the cold, the two men have grabbed her and shoved her into the back of the waiting vehicle and none too gently either.<br/><br/>The beefy man suddenly laughs and peers in at her through a veil of cigar smoke.<em>"When you arrive darlin' tell 'em Silky sent you."</em><br/><br/>((Options for Bridgit:  Do you try to escape or do you accept the offered 'ride' to who knows where.))