“Oh, Philip, I love you so much. I’m sorry to be so awful to you.” “Hey, hey. You are not awful to me. It’s alright, Sweetheart, It’s jus... the painkillers talking. Lay back and rest your ankle. I think we may be here for quite a while.” He was right, we were quite a while, seven hours. I had been there three hours before a doctor even so much as looked at me. He was young, five minutes out of medical school, and the first thing he did was cut the leg of my slacks! My best slacks! I told him. I swear.”If the figure could hear her, it didn’t let it show. It stepped back a second and pulled something out of a bag attached to its hip before coming forward once more and placing a hand against the window. As Joyce cried in fear and begged to be let go, the figure placed their object on the ground outside the door. Joyce pushed her face close to the window to try and get a glimpse at what it was. The object was small and cylindrical with a tab on its top that reminded her of the pin of a. Inside the house, he led me to the location of the boxes and left me alone as he went on his own search mission. He returned a while later with another box, this one full of outside shoes and boots. I was in the midst of trying on a light dress with straps and standing in front of the full-length mirror. I folded the hem to just above the knees, then pulled in the waist at several locations. He was watching me. “I have a sewing machine and all the attachments and spools of thread. It was one of. All of the female jurors were in the even numbered rooms on one side and the male jurors were in the odd numbered rooms on the other side. At least they had been given private rooms and didn’t have to share them like he had seen on a television movie that had all the jurors being stalked by an assassin right on the jury as well.It didn’t seem possible that there would be a killer on this jury pool because everybody seemed so lacking in deviousness that Ralph was bored to death just listening to.