As Cassie was dragged back to the restrooms by one, another grabbed her loose arm and pulled her back to the front of the bank. He was singing so damn song to her. She knew he was simply crazy, which made her situation all the more worse. Cassie stood there in front if him while he finished his song, and then saw the knife. Her eyes grew wide, first a gun to her head, now a knife. Cassie was once again worried about losing her life. Cassie couldn't say anything, the tape was still covering her mouth, all she could do was whimper as he began to unbutton her shirt, revealing her pale blue bra. Instinctively she raised her hands to cover herself, hoping he wouldn't cut her with the knife. Her eyes pleaded with him, and she shook her head, begging with her motions not to hurt her. Cassie could not believe she would be humiliated like this, she looked up into his eyes and tried to push him away. Her acts were futile since he could overpower her two times over.