Behind the bound girl a door opened, then closed against softly.<br/><br/>Footsteps tapped on the bare concrete floor but even if she twisted as much as she could in the chair she couldn't see who her captor was.<br/><br/>He checked out the contents of the room- a table behind her with various implements on it including a menacing, black semi-automatic pistol.<br/><br/>He smiled and patted his pocket subconsciously- yes the clip was there- ready for when the moment came.<br/><br/>Standing behind Leah he put his hand on her neck and ran his fingers gently around her throat.<br/><br/>"Hello Leah," he said in his monotonous voice, "are you comfortable?"