He said, “You can get the other one yourself.”“I never thought I’d be able to move my arms again,” Pepper said working on the other cuff.“...ou’ll have plenty of opportunity to move your hands,” Donny said. He pointed to the tree and said, “You’re in charge of collecting firewood.”Pepper looked over at the tree. He didn’t want to collect firewood. He wasn’t even sure what it meant.He was about to object when Vincent said, “Do it. Don’t complain. Just do it.”“I can only move my feet eight inches,”. I am not a fan of heights and was nervous at first but after a moment I relaxed enjoying the views. I needed to retrieve my camera from my bag at the next stop. At the end of the first line was a tree fort with staff waiting for me shouting ‘Feet up! Feet up!’ as I approached. I stopped and was disconnected from the first line. They were quickly moving me to the next line but I stopped the camera explaining I wanted to get my camera. This caused issues. They took out a neck strap and demanded. It was so dark it was hard to make out what was happening though strobes went off every so often showed a jumping and writhing mass of young humanity on the dance floor. The hall was too small to make up the entire club so they walked around to other rooms.The first room was the darkest of them all as the other ones had low lighting, but they could see. Most of the other rooms had different types of music. They had techno, dance, even some salsa music. It was the third room that they walked in. He finally spotted her on the visitor’s side of the field going away from the stands. Hurrying after her, he saw her by some old bathrooms looking around before going through a door.When he got to the old building the door was locked. Maybe it was a “Privet bathroom” he thought and looked at the old wooden structure. The men’s room entrance was on one end and the Lady’s room entrance on the other end with the only door in the middle. He also notices how far it was from the field. There were.