She shook her head, and realized her hands were shaking a little. She downed the rest of her coffee, letting it burn its way down her throat before she answered. "I don't know. I don't remember anything like that, I..." Gina stopped, frowning. She hadn't been able to take her eyes off the phone. "I was sore all over when I woke up this morning. And my door was sticking, it's never done that before. But nobody could have... I mean, I should REMEMBER something like that!"