There was no radio, television, or computer. *Is Moranna controllinginformation here?* A strong wooden table with benches around it stoodnear a wall t... my left; beyond it was an open doorway into a kitchen. Istrode across the main room, noticing how my heels clicked on the barewood floor. They may have made the same sound when I had been running,but if they had, in my panic I had not noticed. At the back of the kitchen, on open shelves, I saw bread and fruit,enough for two or three days. Back. "Richard said, "Nice meeting you girls mine was Richard."They all laughed until they had tears in their eyes.They arrived to the small town and found the library.Richard said,' We want to get some information on a motel."The librarian said." Which motel?"Richard handed her the address and she looked and asked, "Is thissome kind of practical joke?"Richard said, "If it is we weren't' let in on the joke."She brought back a large dusty book and they went into the back.After the librarian left they. She might as well join in. Giving in to temptation, she said, “Come on you two. Break one of their ribs and let them go. That should be enough fun for now.”While the little taps on the head and teasing banter was upsetting, the offhand way in which Debbie had mentioned breaking ribs was extremely effective in instilling fear in the two captives. In fact, they found her blasé attitude to their predicament frightening. It suggested that this wasn’t the first time they had people in that. She had walked over to join the conversation."Do you mind just staying in your room?" asked Brittany.I frowned. The last thing I wanted to be was stuck in my room all night."Please?" she begged.If it was just my sister, I could be a hard ass, but I barely knew Michelle and Vicky so it didn't seem right to punish them even if they shouldn't be here."Alright," I said."Thank you!" Brittany said.She gave me a big hug. Oh sure! NOW she was happy to see me."I'll get my drink," I said."Let's go.