Corrigan skidded to a halt, her fear of the voice inside her head nothing compared to the curiosity she now felt. Yet another loud noise in these halls was not a good thing, especially when it came from the direction of the interview room...<br/><br/>'God, what's going on now?' she thought, her hand raising to her throat in an unconscious gesture of panic. She whirled around, and came face to face with one of her fellow nurses, Daniel. He laughed, taking delight in the way Corrigan's eyes widened, the way she gasped and wrapped her arms about herself, conscious of the way her uniform fit snuggly against her curvy body.<br/><br/>"Good lord, Daniel, you scared the shit out of me!" Corrigan said hotly, and went to continue on down the hall. Her progress was hindered, however, when Daniel reached out and grasped her arm, turning her to face him. "What the hell are you doing?" she demanded, narrowing her eyes at him.<br/><br/>"Whatever I want... With that psycho down the hall drawing all the attention of everyone in this place, we're finally alone... Don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at me!" Daniel exclaimed, his grip on Corrigan's arm tightening. His breathing was low and husky, and Corrigan could tell what he had in mind... and she wasn't one bit pleased with the thought. But she knew there was nothing she could do... Her powers didn't stretch beyond a mere glamour, and she was no match for the six foot tall, 300lb male nurse. He meant to have her, and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop him...<br/><br/>'Even screaming won't make a difference,' she thought miserably as he dragged her into a supply closet, her struggles not fazing him in the least.