Lacey smiled back, "Good plan.  I need a weekend like that."

It wasn't too much later that Carmen was settling down into her car seat, her shoulders sagged as she relaxed against the headrest.  It didn't take long for something to happen though.  She suddenly heard a strange voice  from the back seat and cold metal next to her cheek.  "Your friend Moraxian was right about you." said the voice.  Carmen wanted to scream but the owner of the voice put a finger to her lips. "No talking my dear.  Just drive towards the freeway.  I will tell you where you need to go."

For an hour they drove, Carmen following the directions of her captor/passenger.  She was careful to obey the speed limit, as she did not want to end up with a bullet in her head.  When they arrived at a dark alley in the middle of the city, another chill went up her spine.  Her captor pulled out a garage remote and pressed the button.  One of the garage entrances went up.  "Drive it in, my dear."

Carmen did as she was told, and she put the car in park. "Do not unbuckle until the garage door is closed.  And remember, I have a gun."  With that remark, the gun gently brushed against Carmen's cheek.  "Wh--what do you want?"  asked Carmen.

"You will see.  For now please step out of the car."  Carmen did as she was instructed and her captor stepped out behind her.  A handkerchief appeared in her captor's hands.  "You should know what to do with this.  I expect to to be tight."  Carmen took the handkerchief and gagged herself rather tightly.  "Very good.  Moraxian was right in that you are smart as well. I am going to set the gun down.  If you run, I will pick the gun up and shoot you in the back."  Carmen froze as she heard the gun being placed on the hood of the car.  Her captor took her arms and drew them behind her, tying them together tightly at the wrists.

"Wonderful.  Now, come with me."  The stranger took Carmen by the right elbow and led her to a room that looked much like one of the cells in Moraxian's Game Room.  She shook her head in panic.  Not this again.  "Settle down, my dear, or else."  Immediately Carmen froze.  

A finger pointed to the bed in the cell.  "Sit down and pull your legs up."  Carmen sighed quietly.  Her captor then tied her ankles tightly side by side.  Carmen then watched her captor remove her sandals, "Your friend Moraxian was right about your feet as well."  Carmen tried to say through her gag that Moraxian was no friend of hers.  Her frustration changed to anger.  Her anger level rose as this weirdo captor of hers took some string and tied her big toes together.  

"I will be back soon, Carmen.  Do not worry, you are in no danger."  She growled at her captor as she was abandoned.  

It had been some time that Carmen had been abandoned since she needed to be awakened by her captor. "Wake up.  It is time for you to learn what this is about."  Carmen looked up and saw that her captor was now dressed in a red robe with cowl, with what looked like a pair of feet sewn onto side of the cowl. She also saw that her captor was tying her ankles to a rail on a chopping device.  She screamed.  She wasn't going to have her feet amputated... was she?